This is exactly my story, with a few small changes: music instead of visual art, I didn't throw everything away (I don't throw anything away -- also a problem ;) ), my primary sensory experience is sound, although I'm also highly visual.I did continue painting into my twenties. Then I stopped. I threw everything away. I have not painted or drawn for 25 years and I have made such a busy life for myself that there is no time or energy for creative work. Yet my entire sensory experience of the world is through shape and color and I am forever composing paintings in my mind.
I can't say that my parents were as bad as yours behaviorally. But, the end result for me was the same.
Music and I have a love/hate relationship. That's as far as I can explain it, right now. There's a lot of crap to process around this, I think. Should be an interesting month. ;)