People Are Sharing 30 Stories About The Mistakes Their Parents Made That Ended Up Affecting Them Long-Term
Having a healthy and emotionally stable environment is crucial for a child's well-being, but, like pretty much everything else in our world – parents are not perfect.
There's no one right way to become this flawless individual that'll spare their offspring of all the distress. Ideally, a parent will be there to support, encourage and guide their kid throughout the not-so-great periods of life while also allowing them to be independent. Yet, not every person is aware that the things they assume they do "out of love" are not loving at all.
"What was your parents' biggest mistake in raising you?" – an online user took it to one of Reddit's most informative communities to find out about people's parents and things they've done wrong in terms of their upbringing. The question has managed to receive over 4.3K upvotes alongside 2.9K worth of comments discussing some Redditors' troubled childhood.
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I was one of those gifted kids that do very well in school without much effort. My parents were used to it so they never praised me for my results and expected me to always do good by default. This resulted in me thinking that very good was just average, and constantly striving for perfection in any aspect of my life. This led to countless problems that I needed therapy to solve.
I had a similar experience. My mother never went to see my teachers with the reasoning there was no need as I did not struggle like my sister (my mother always went to my sister’s parent teacher nights). Other than that there was no acknowledgement for my abilities which made me think they were not important and didn’t matter and it left me desperate for recognition of any kind. And yes this was dealt with in therapy.
Similar here. I'm a twin, and I was the "smart one", so I was expected to just be great with everything and help my sister with homework, etc. When she did well, it was celebrated with some money, and I always did well. Made it very hard for me to ask for help, but also made me very independent from an early age, thinking I have to look out for myself. And maybe it was to protect my sister from not feeling smart or good enough because of me. Oh well! :)
Load More Replies...I believe whether you are gifted, bad or untalented or great at something, you ALWAYS deserve praise and encouragement.
I remember when I got really good grades. But my math was lower. All my mother saw was that my math wasn’t optimal. So I worked on my math, and got 98 questions on a test right. Her response, “why didn’t you get the other two?” When I handed in my report card, math was my top grade! She said “It seems the other grades slipped a little.” My grades utterly tanked after that, and I couldn’t get out of that pit of self hatred for a long time. It didn’t help that instead of supporting me, my dad berated me every day after for lacking the motivation to please him. He said I was at fault for all the family’s problems. At least I was strong enough, and had enough of God’s Grace, to eventually love myself without them.
This was me too. Though I went kind of backwards. Instead of becoming a perfectionist I hit a point I realized I could make some architectural marvel of the world and my parents wouldn't care, not unless it made them famous. So I just stopped trying hard at things they'd be able to brag about. I never shared any long term goals because they'd always try to steer me in a direction where they'd be able to brag about it like they did it themselves. It wasn't that wholesome "Look what our child did." Sort of thing. It was that "He was able to do that because of us and only because of us." Sort of deal to them.
Honey, go create an architectural marvel in your town behind their backs, donate half the profit to a charity that stops child abuse, and go host an opening event for a child abuse charity. When they try to clamber on the stage, make it apparent that you dread their presence, and tell the audience that you did it DESPITE them. Though they will try their hardest to mitigate the situation by slandering you, don’t get defensive. Their words will be less effective against someone whose ACTIONS imply you’re a good person. In fact, them being accused (rightfully) of slander will lead to worse accusations. The worse things they say about you (and the kinder your public actions), the better it backfires. Keep being ridiculously kind, and people will find your parents hard to believe.
Load More Replies...Studies are indicating that praising RESULTS is bad and causes other problems. Praising EFFORT regardless of results is incredibly important.
Ah yes, the "every child gets a trophy" philosophy. How's that working out for ya?!
Load More Replies...My dad. I could do 150% and he'd be like, "Pfft, whatever, fuc* you, loser" in essence. Issues? No. I have *volumes*. (Nerd joke, sorry.)
Yep, same with me. I loved art, and whenever I would proudly show my parents my completed artwork, they would only give constructive criticism. Never praise. I know they were trying to help, but just a "good work" or "well done" would have meant the world to me.
Giving me no privacy. My parents snooped way too much. Searching my clothes draws for hidden things, checking my phone, eavesdropping on my conversations, talking about my private life to their friends as if it was hot gossip, spying me when i was out, asking their friends to report in if they ever saw me out and around, checking my mail, checking the computer history every time i used it, listening to my CD’s to check they were appropriate, arranging additional meetings with my teachers to ask about me, asking me personal questions all the time. Basically not giving me any space to just be me.
They also made a lot of jokes about me to other people, right in front of my face. I often felt like i was their pet more than an actual human.
I’m now deeply self-conscious and suspicious as a result. I always have this feeling that people are watching and judging me.
Edit: reading it back, that all sounds minor. But believe me when i say i didn’t have even once second of privacy and they went to extreme lengths to find out every single thing i was doing at all times even when i was out of the house. They would then share that information about me with their friends and colleagues, like i was just a piece of gossip or a tv storyline.
None of it is minor. I was one of four plus a baby. Shared rooms and sometimes beds when way younger. Got my own room starting senior year, but was never allowed to have the door closed. Never. Not even while changing/dressing or anything. It ain't easy being a kid when parents don't know how to parent.
Load More Replies...That’s not minor. That’s excessive controlling and it never ends well.
I got chewed out for writing something out of frustration, over something that was said or done that I felt was unfair. So, I gave them one LESS thing to track me, I decided never to diarize ANYTHING again with regards to my life. At least, nothing while I was a teenager. Of course, I would really rather forget my teens anyway, so no big loss.
bruh i give my pets more privacy and respect than that motherfcker
None of that is minor and reading it just made me realize (at 34 yo) why I also have a sense of suspicion and being judged all the time. I've always wondered why I naturally feel that way. My mother also gave too little privacy and I learned early on to lie and hide things bc she was watching and would tell everyone in our family. I had no one to go to so I didn't go to anyone, thus never learning how to properly cope with difficult situations.
So far it's 4,5,7 and 8 for me not sure I want to continue reading
I feel the same way. I went to live with my grandparent after a stay in Juvenile detention because of a abusive stepdad. My Grandmother would constantly search my room for everything. Not allowed to go to parties or stay out very late.
Not being allowed to go to parties and staying out late are actually good
Load More Replies...My mom did this and I swore I would NEVER do this to my kids. I always knock before coming in as well.
Load More Replies...Ha. This is just like my mom. I said that I was going out to a park with some friends to hang around and play basket-ball. Found out afterwards that she followed and watched me for 4 hours
Same. My parents wouldn't allow me to have a door to my bedroom. Growing up I was in the den of the house, big open area to walk in, no doors. I'd try to hang blankets but they'd tear them down. My older sisters got doors and privacy though. After my oldest sister moved out my other sister took her room and I moved into the newly vacated one. Dad took the door off entirely the same day. Said I didn't need it. Goes on for years. At 31 my dad moved in with me when he and my mom "separated" and his throat cancer was kicking his butt. Came home from work one day to him trying to take my door off the hinges saying the dogs kept scratching to get in all day and he got tired of it. No marks on my door. Had him put it back after going off like I've never gone off on him before.
lol I really hoped you were going to say you removed his bedroom door. You're way kinder than I am, to take pity on him & allow him to live with you
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Wayyyyy too sheltered. I will definitely shelter my kids to an extent and raise them right but my parents took it to the extreme. I was only allowed to play with religious children and wasn't allowed to watch movies besides basically Disney movies until I was in High School. This led to a pretty rebellious phase when I was around 15 that I think could have been avoided if my parents weren't so strict.
Kids need boundaries of course, but as they get older you need to start widening them. Give them space to grow and mature and learn for themselves. My Nan used to say children are like springs, if you try and hold it too tightly, eventually it will let loose and go wild. If they can’t make any decisions for themselves it can be overwhelming when they have complete freedom.
your nan is very wise. i like her! and she's right, if you hold on to them for too long they will become wild
Load More Replies...There’s a girl I went to school with who isn’t even allowed to watch Disney movies, because of the “witchcraft”. :(
I grew up at a time when we had freedom kids today could only dream of... we spent most of our time outside, away from the view of our parents; we were able to ride our bikes pretty much everywhere; and parents were much more lenient about everything in general, than parents today. The only thing my mom was very strict about was having good manners. I have to keep reminding myself that most kids aren't even allowed to play outside by themselves anymore. I used to be a docent in a historic residence, and was very sad that little kids wouldn't sit down outside, because they were terrified of dirt and bugs. I spent half my childhood rolling around in the dirt.
I was born in '96 and it was the same for me. I grew up from 2-6 (at my grandmothers) and 11-now (in a 3 bedroom flat my mom's old co-worker got her hooked up with) in a small town. Note: I did live on my own for awhile with my current partner after highschool but I am ✨mentally ill✨and his dad passed away and he owned the House we were living in. 7-10 was in the city 40mins away from where I am now, and where my mother commutes to work everyday. At my grandmothers when I was super small, I was allowed anywhere on the street. I couldn't leave the street but I could walk around with friends or on my own or whatever. In the city I walked to school on my own or with friends I made plans to do so with. At 11 I was back in the small town and was allowed free range of it. I spent a lot of time at the public library back then lmao.
Load More Replies...Omg I feel this. I wasn't allowed to watch movies above PG until I was almost 15 so it made me spend a ton of time watching them at grandparents parents houses when I could have been spending more time with them
It didn't "make you" do anything. You could have spent your time with your grandparents, instead you chose to disobey your parents. Your choices are your own.
Load More Replies...Overly strict/restrictive parents raise sneaky/secretive children/teenagers
A kindergartner at my school doesnt know how to eat food or wipe her butt and mom comes to school EVERY DAY to do these things for her ????
My wife and I taught our expectations by word and actions, so I felt that they would be fine to allow them to explore the world with guidance. When one would screw up, I would reel them back in, teach the lesson, and tell them that I loved them, and send them out to screw up again, in a different way. Children that know that they are loved, respected, and accepted.... No matter what, make good adults. So proud of our kids.
Grew up in a strict household as well. I knew better than to go into a rebellious phase. The consequences would not have been worth it. Essentially, respecting parents was paramount. If I went and disrespected them, I knew without a shadow of a doubt that I'd be kicked out. The rules were simple. One such rule: if you want privacy then you can have all you want when you move out. Ex: talking on the phone. Back then it hung on the kitchen wall..and of course parents had one in their room so they could directly monitor convos if needed. Sure as heck kept us (have two younger sisters) in line growing up. I and one sister are children of the 80s, the youngest is a child of the 90s.
. . . My mother says I can't hang out with friends (anymore) unless if the meeting is at our house/backyard.
Kids need to be allowed to do dangerous things safely. This grows their self confidence and teaches them how to learn what their boundaries are. At age appropriate levels. They wanna play with knives? teach them good knife skills, they wanna play with fire, teach them how to build a fire correctly and how to extinguish it completely. They wanna fight with swords, shoot guns?? Let them learn fencing or gun safety/ shooting or even archery. Indulge their curiosity in a safe and satisfying way.
the way they used to communicate through me because they wouldn't speak to each other after they seperated. when I had to deliver a message from one parent that the other one didn't like, I was the one who was yelled at, and both of them asked me to side with them instead of the other. there was no way to win, because I always either made mummy sad or daddy sad. good times.
Oh, lord was this my childhood. I also couldn't bring up their names around each other, had to lie about seeing my dad to my mom, it was so toxic and sad. It took my mother getting a terminal illness for them to bury the hatchet, and when my mom died, my dad regretted all of that time wasted hating each other :(
Yeah l had to deal with the same thing. Every time we would go see our mom our dad would punish us and it was bad. So we used to have to sneak around to see her.
Load More Replies...This makes me sad, in this situation sadly the child ends up being more grown up than the "adults". 😔
To put a child in the middle like this is unforgivable and then they wonder why either parent don’t have best relationship with their child
I have deep respect for my mother, because even though my father abandoned us and left us destitute and homeless, she never said a word against him to us, nor allowed us to speak badly of him either... at least until we were much older.
Yes, thats a promise i did long time ago to myself. Never speak bad about kids papa to them. I wish them a lot of fun when they go away to visit my ex and when they want to tell me that they visited the zoo, i ask which animals they saw and thinks like that. When they tell me that papa said mama is a idiot, or stupid , i just ask my son if he agrees or he thinks differently and try to help him make his own judgment.
Load More Replies...Two friends of mine were caught in the crossfires of ugly divorces. One finally got fed up and told their parents, "If you want to know what they said, ask THEM, I'm not your messenger service." The other would make up really twisted stuff that got both parents so riled up they would squabble on the phone and leave him in peace.
Or relying on them to be your confidante. My ex's oldest daughter basically acted like she was his wife instead of his child. It led to all kinds of problems when I came along. She no longer really had a "role". I didn't need (or want) her to run my household or to be the junior Mom. I worked full time, sure, but I still cleaned my own house, shopped and cooked, etc. That was MY job. She moved out after a few months and life was much better without her constantly around.
Leaving me to my own devices so long as my grades were good. Not teaching me much of anything outside of knowing right from wrong. Outside of being kept alive I pretty much raised myself.
This is quite sad. My parents are the complete opposite, teaching me a 3 hour long life lesson when ever I breathe. I don’t think I like it either way tbh
The three hour life lessons are at least lessons. I hope you're taking some of it in.
Load More Replies...This is how most children were raised years back. All my friends and my sister and I grew up this way but we had good food, good clothes, piano lessons, one trip to the beach in summer, toys, books. Mom and dad were busy working and my grandmother made our meals. We grew up able to amuse ourselves and though our parents weren't able to spend a lot of time with us we had plenty of friends, whose parents were also busy, and things to keep us all busy. Wasn't terrible at all. I liked my parents. I'm sorry some parents weren't able to find that balance between benign neglect and overwhelming attention.
My siblings and I were free range kids... my mom was working three jobs to feed us and keep us together. I wouldn't change a thing about my childhood... it taught me to be independent, resourceful and much more willing to take risks than my more sheltered friends.
I was a free range kid and so was my son. It does give you a different and more independent outlook on life.
Load More Replies...I raised myself from the age of 7, although we were not ultra poor or them evil parents, they just did not care.
Yes. Aside from shelter, food, etc, my parents had nothing to do with me. No advice, no guidance, no preparation for adulthood. My siblings and I made our own meals, got ourselves to school, and had very little interaction with our parents except when being disciplined, which was overly traumatic because it was all I associated my parents with.
I am a Gen-xer and I can confirm! My mom had kids waaaaaay to early, she started at 15 and had 3 kids by 23, all by different men. She wasn't done partying and wasn't going to let her kids ruin the fun. As long as we got good grades and kept the house clean she basically let us do what we wanted. She was only present when we did something wrong and had to punish us. I literally have an aunt that would give us NyQuil when she was sick us to put us to sleep when she was watching us while my mom was out partying. My family was horrible!
Load More Replies...I understand my dad though if he put food on the table and a roof over our head that made him a 'father'
Same. No affection, no encouragement, no curfew, no discipline, no conversation. Messed my brother and I up big time.
I am so sorry for you. I can only hope that life s good now and you taught yourself well.
1. Teaching it’s never OK to lie is an awful life lesson for keeping yourself out of trouble.
2. Being a “member of the clean plate club” teaches kids to keep eating when they’re full.
3. teaching that the man is head of household, when that doesn’t work in a lot of relationships.
Especially #2. I have a difficult relationship with food because my parents insisted we eat everything on our plates.
My mother's mother lived through the Hunger Winter in Holland during WWII-- and very nearly starved to death (she got to the swelling up stage of starvation, the final stage). So she made my mother eat everything on her plate. I have to keep reminding my mother that it's okay to not finish everything on her plate if she's full. She's got some rather bad acid reflux issues now. Fortunately, my mother never did this to me as she recognized it as unhealthy. Reminder that kids' stomachs are about the size of an adult's fist. They're small. Don't make your kids overeat.
Load More Replies...It is very rarely OK to lie, a child just can not understand when it is correct to not be 100% truthful, so they should be taught never to lie until they can deal with it.
While I don’t think lying is a good thing there are some instances where it is required for example if you are trapped in an abusive relationship and need to lie to your abuser to stay safe while seeking help.
Load More Replies...Hard disagree on #1. If you have to lie to stay out of trouble you're doing something wrong to begin with. Lying about something to spare somebody's feelings doesn't do them any good in the long run. The world would be a much better place if people were actually honest more often.
If you can't imagine any situation where lying would be acceptable then you're likely not too bright.
Load More Replies...Grew up with all 3 of these. I would raise my kids different but I’m not having any
Man are never head of any household. There is never a head of any household. Only partners. Every other is not a partnership it is a slave/master relationship.
I was raised to never lie, about anything, ever, period. I got brainwashed to be a goodie-goodie and it has never served me well. I believe it led to lots of bullying and guilt and ambivalence in many situations. I’ve learned lying helps keep you safe and out of potentially dangerous situations- like telling a guy who’s hitting on you that you have a bf when you don’t… answering a question with a lie when it comes to any situation you do want to become involved in. This may be a generalization, but as a woman, sometimes we need to lie and then some to stay safe!
My mom always meant well but I have body dysmorphia for life. I’m sharing because if any parents are reading this you should be diligent about how you talk about your body in front of your kids. Don’t talk about needing to lose or gain weight unless it’s for health reasons. Don’t put yourself down about how you look in front of your kids. This creates doubt and body image issues from the jump and that sticks with you forever.
It’s sad because a lot of the time it’s not on purpose. My besties mum was very insecure because of her mother growing up, and she genuinely tried not to let it affect her daughter. But her behaviour was always very…..on display. Like she was always very clearly unhappy and didn’t eat much, as a result my bestie now has body dysmorphia
My mother did this and still does. I think she enjoys giving me a complex. Recently, five minutes before I was to leave for an event, she said," Are you really going to wear those pants? They make your a*s look wide." No wonder I constantly see a woman in the mirror that I don't recognize. (For the record, the pants look fine on me.)
My mums never did this and I can attest to being 100% confident in my body and looks, I get told it’s being vain, but realistically I was raised without that c**p and it served me well for loving myself, which aparently is the first step to being able to love everyone else ❤️ Also we don’t in our house say - wow you’re beautiful over something a benign as wearing a dress etc, it would be ‘that dress is amazing, I hope it makes you feel amazing too’ , a ‘you’re beautiful’ comment would come if we did something commendable like help her or a another person with something etc. so beautiful was more of an internal compliment, and we never talked weight or looks in the house, perks to having dykes for mums.
I was constantly given my sisters hand me downs, she was tall than me and skinny. I was average all around. they never fit right. She only bought me large or extra large when i was a clearly a medium. said i didnt have the back for a bikini top, then that i didnt have the thighs for bikini bottoms. ended up buying me a tankini with skirt bottom to cover my ugly body.
I'd add that focusing only on the health benefits of doing something active doesn't actually encourage someone either. There was several times where I was interested in doing something active, and the first thing my mom would say is " that'll be great exercise". I'd pretty much always lose interest. I was wanting something that would be fun, and being so focused on the exercise aspect always made feel like she didn't see me as her son; only as her fat son. Even now she'll say something health related which will make me feel stupid. She'll add "it's just that I love you" like that makes the fact that she just made me feel like c**p all ok. It never does.
My sister had an eating disorder when I was 8 and she was 14. One night I came into the family room to find my mom yelling at her to eat. I'm sure she meant well and for it to be a wake-up call to my sister, but she grabbed me and compared the size of our wrists, and my sister's arm was smaller. (I was an active kid so I was by no means fat!) But this didn't help my sister, especially with the shaming of her disorder instead of talking through it, and it certainly didn't help me and led to my own eating issues from middle school through college. I started idolizing my sister because she was so small, and I believed that meant she had more control and was better than me. Only when I moved out on my own did I finally get help and escape from the negative body talk and comments. Please! Be careful what you say about your body to your children and definitely don't compare them to their siblings or friends! It does stick with you.
When I was 6-12 age, my grandma would take me and my cousins shopping for bathing suits, because we all live close by and my grandma has a pool. In our mall, we had a Justice store that was where we usually went, and while my cousins who would be considered 'skinny' would be shopping fo bikinis, me, who is chubby in the stomach, would be told that I couldn't wear bikinis, and was directed to the one-piece bathing suits and the awful tankinis. When I was 13, I got a bikini, and I was so happy. Don't body-shame your kids.
Argh my dad's girlfriend is doing this to her daughter but she'll yell at me if I say anything. Everyone refuses to get her help. and not that I'm really enjoying my time in the mental healthcare system but she needs it and it p i s s e s me off
Never admitting that they did something wrong. An example is that when I was in second grade my mom would literally yell and scold me because she thought that HAVE was spelled HAV, and that also confused me with the word HAD. Even though at school the teachers and everyone else spelled HAVE, when I got home she would scold me for spelling it correctly until I told her that that's how everyone else spelled it. She just looked at the paper and never said a word about it again.
So now I always think that whatever I'm doing is wrong or if something did go wrong and was clearly out of my control I still get nervous.
I was raised like this. When I had my son I was determined to not be that parent. I told him, as long as he was respectful, he could tell me if I made him angry and why and he could tell me if he thought I was wrong or made a mistake about something. We had, and still do, an amazing open relationship where he always felt he could talk to me about anything.
you are an amazing example of how parents should treat their kids. you live up to your username
Load More Replies...Again these parents are projecting their own failures upon their children . This is never healthy
Don't know if this is exactly the same but ... Not apologizing even when blatantly wrong? My dad would tell me he never apologizes because it's a sign of weakness.
Apologizing when you've made a bad decision, hurt someone, etc. is actually a sign of strength. It's hard to admit when you've been wrong, but it's the mature thing to do and the kind thing to do, for the sake of the person you've wronged. Failure to admit mistakes shows low self-esteem. Everyone is wrong sometimes. A true apology should also incorporate an effort to make amends, although that's unfortunately not always possible.
Load More Replies...Oh my my dad did this all the time he never said sorry, he never admit when he did something wrong. I see that as an attitude problem and selfish and prideful. I think it was sad to this day he still like that. Like I aways apologize maybe a little to much but I ant to prideful to admit it was my fault and I'm sorry
Same here. Both my parents yelled at me, insulted and punished me for trifles or for things I was not guilty of. Most of the times they realized they were wrong afterwards. Never a word of sorry or admitting their mistake. Moreover, I'd get punished if I dared to stand up for myself. God, how I hated them.
This. But I didn't hate them, I joined my family in hating me.
Load More Replies...My parents were similar. They always focused on the bad and never mentioned the good. One time they finally asked how they can help my grades. I mentioned they could also praise the good, rather than solely punishing the bad. From that day on, they always made a point of doing so. If I got 2 Fs and an A, they'd lecture on the Fs, but always leave off on the positive of "good job on the A". Dont JUST give your kids a punishment to run from, give them a reward to work towards.
My stepfather was like this. We weren't allowed to correct him because he couldn't admit to being wrong. About anything. Ever.
Taking away sports every time I got a C in school. I will NEVER take away my future kids passions. Does not matter if it is sports, art, music, or anything else. Don't know if the frustration of that will ever dissipate for me. That was my outlet that was severely needed.
I don't understand punishing kids over grades. It just pushes kids to cheat and pay more attention to the grades and not the material they're learning. If kids are struggling then there's likely other causes and not their other activities.
Yes yes yes. I hardly understand the math I’m doing in class, and care more about my grade. I have no idea what the formula for finding the area of a circle but we just learned about it last month. I have a B+ in math.
Load More Replies...My high school required at least a C before you were allowed to play any sport. Isn't that still the case?
When my oldest great niece was acting up, the parents did everything they could as punishment aside from spanking/hitting which is a big fat NO. They spoke to other parents and they said that you take the thing they love most away. She's a swimmer; swam in competitive swims so they told her that they would stop her from swimming if she didn't straighten up. She didn't, they did, she straighten up. So it's a case by case basis I think.
It could have backfired, though. There's usually an underlying reason when kids act up, and this could have made it so much worse.
Load More Replies...I was punished frequently for my grades. Small school system, small minded teachers. I wasn't allowed to work in the way that made sense to me...them expecting me to confirm to their way and it never made sense to me. C-F we're regularly on my report cards. Got my GED in 99 and scored REALLY high. That was my personal revenge against that idiotic school I went to. I consider myself the class of 96 and 99.
Same year here with both. We sound like we had similar school issues to. I was/am pretty smart but sometimes it just shows different. I was great with the class work, it was the homework that got me in trouble. I was to busy playing sports. Lol. Or being a teenager. I tried getting as much homework done at school as possible, especially during football season so my grades didn't keep me from playing. I think part of the reason I was like that though was to rage against my dad because of how strict he was about grades but did little to nothing to help me or show interest in it
Load More Replies...I knew a kid when I was in middle school who's parents would not let him read books if he got in trouble or got bad grades. Literally taking all his books out of his room and put them in boxes in their bedroom. A couple times I held onto a book for him that he would get from me at the start of school every day and then at the end of the day give it back to me. He was a good kid too. But they required all A's on everything, anything lower and he was in trouble.
I always told my children that grades were irrelevant to me. It was the effort, perseverance and behaviour I would praise.
I spent an entire year grounded because of my grades. It was when they took me out of the gifted program, which I begged them to do, and put me in regular classes. BORING! Didn't pay attention, didn't do the homework and no amount of A's on tests make up for missing homework and unwritten papers.
I think the idea with this isn’t necessarily a punishment but rather removing distractions form school.
Keeping me /s
Honestly, it would have been nice to hear they were proud of me - just once, don’t want to overdo it.
Or glossing over anything good and focusing in and hammering away on anything not good." You got an A in biology, we'll whoopty freaking do...but you got a D in math and you have to do better and blah blah blah go get the belt..."
Again, @Chucky, yep. Straight As? LOL, who cares? Fetch the belt, b/c the shoes weren't shined to spit-polish... Or whatever it was. Always something. Always. Hugs to you and all others who know what that's like.
Load More Replies...My father never said he was proud of me for anything. In high school, I played in a French horn quartet that won top ratings in our school district competitions and at the state-wide competition. Not one word from him. All thru my life, anything I accomplished, he never said a word directly to me. Occasionally my mom would tell me that he said he was proud of me for something, but directly from him? Never. And I cannot remember him ever saying he loved me. I would hear him say all of that kind of stuff to my younger siblings, and the pain definitely left a scar.
My mother was a very judgemental person, and it was sad because in her later life she didn't really understand why her relationships with her children weren't very good. I knew that no matter what, when I walked into my mother's house, she'd almost certainly have something bad to say... about my clothes, about my weight, about pretty much anything she could think of. So, I never enjoyed seeing her.
I know this feeling my parents never told me that that they where proud of me, not once in the whole of my 57 years. Even when I tried my hardest and did the best I could could, it was and still is, try harder
My mother finally told me she was proud of me after reading my student evaluations, and one said, " I hope I can teach my son as much as you have taught me." This was college level, but he suffered from PTSD and though he was going through therapy, sometimes he just needed someone to listen. I was 34.
I used to Foster kids, teens, and young adults that needed it, This was the NUMBER ONE THING I WOULD TELL THEM, because no one else would tell them it, Please, please tell your kids that you love them, that you are proud of them, that they did good, and they are great for trying, and its ok to fail!
Not once in my life do I remeber my parents say those words. They pointed out the things that I didn't do as well at and keep telling me to do better and that I am lazy. Overdoing seems nice. You don't know when someone over thinks something you say. And don't get annoyed at your kids for fishing for many compliments that just means you don't give them many. I was deprived of compliments the 1 compliment in the week that I would get stuck with me for a while as my motivation. Now I give out compliments a lot, sometimes a bit too much :)
My farther has never once said he was proud of me ever. Never once told me he loved me. He was forever critical. He never paid me any attention unless it was to yell or put me down. One time after a Maths test for GCSC prep which I got 75% in, which was top of the class. When I told my Dad “ so that’s 1/4 questions you got wrong then”. I was always “not as bright as my eldest brother” although I did as well in school as him and I am now far more successful. Any problem I had regardless if it was my fault or not was blamed on me and resulted in being screamed at. This made me just hide everything from him and lie to cover anything I couldn’t, this has led to me not wanting to share anything about myself with others to the extreme that I feel people don’t really know who I am not even my closet friend of 20 years. Emotional abuse is still abuse, I would highly recommend anyone who has to put up with being treated like this to cut contact, I did and it was the best thing I ever did.
Violently screaming at me for bad grades or poor performance in sports.
I think it had the opposite effect where I became afraid of making any mistakes, which would lead to more mistakes. Feel like if your kid is underperforming in any way, there’s a way to talk to them without making them feel stupid for f*****g up. There are better ways to motivate them.
I feel this one. My folks tried all manner of punishments to make me get better grades. Found out in my late 20s I have ADHD, along with some related issues. No amount of punishment was going to help. Not a fun time to go througj.
I'm sorry. I had perfect graades but got whipped for an A-minus in phys ed. The term I had a foot broken. By my dad. Who was the one screaming about the A-minus. I really wonder if parents realize how bloody *stupid* they can be before it's too late for the kids.
Load More Replies...This the self-fulfilling prophecy. If you label a child as a trouble maker or stupid etc, they will more than likely live up to those expectations. Unconscious bias plays a big part too which is why race and class can have a positive or negative influence on how children are treated or viewed within education settings.
My dad would go on a tirade about how I would end up as a ‘low life’ which was basically a racist tirade. I’m mixed race - he usually concluded his thoughts by blaming all my (perceived) shortcomings on my browner genetics. Plot twist- he did not think he was a racist, just middle class
Wow - that's awful, and if he was your bio dad, that's over-the-top hypocrisy! Even if not, it's still so wrong.
Load More Replies...I got this a lot too, turns out when I left school I was dyslexic not a dumbass and no one helped but they all made me feel s**t for it.
So sorry you got treated this way, I can empathize. Any kid with learning disabilities, especially undiagnosed ones, (pretty sure I'm on the spectrum, so I had a lot of difficulty in middle and high school) ends up getting labelled as 'dumb' by a lot of teachers. They should really be doing simple tests for young children to help identify these sorts of things early on so that the kid can learn in ways that actually help them.
Load More Replies...I HATE those YouTube videos where the parents go over the report cards with the poor kid on camera while they shame them and ask reasons why they did so bad and yada yada. Poor kids are usually so uncomfortable and sometimes cry as they parents threaten to take away the video games or worse. It's cringey, tension filled, child abuse while the parents get upvotes on their YouTube channel from other awful parents who do the same and constantly shame their kids. It's not healthy. It's wrong.
My mom is like 10x worse that this. The punishments are exponential. Bad grade in Math? great, no consoles till it is good again. Bad grade in Science? great, you can't go outside until it is up. (Except for school and stuff). Didn't make varsity in track? Oh, that sucks, well I goes ill go delete your minecraft account. Stuff like that.
Oh, wow. Well, I’ll just have to hope she’s mentally preparing herself for the time when you seriously cut back on contact with her. If she’s not, she probably should.
Load More Replies...I also disagree with parents putting too much emphasis on getting perfect scores. I teach third grade, and I see kids with serious anxiety over tests and graded work already.
This is just parents way of putting their failures on their kids. This is never ok . Don’t live your life through your children .
My father would slam my head to the table if i couldn't do math back in elementary. As the result i'm stupid when it comes to calculation and i got dizzy when i see lots of numbers.
Ozzie, math anxiety is a real and common phenomenon. Are you able to manage by using calculators or software?
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Never apologizing for anything and then taking it a level up by denying certain things were even f**k ups.
Denying is the worst imo because is just makes the accusers out as liars when all we wanted was an apology :(
yep, and honestly every kid I've met no matter how well raised already goes through a trust issues phase. Santa, Easter bunny, tooth fairy. A large portion of the magic of childhood also creates a question of "are mom and dad lying about anything else", tacking on more known lies with those denials is going to stretch those trust issues from phase to long term problem.
Load More Replies...My parents always apologized. I don’t remember them getting mad at me but I remember them hugging me and apolagizing
We were taught to hang up on electronic voices when we answered the phone. There was no mention of "unless it's an at&t collect call" . Ever. My father owes me a huge apology. I was seven. I was doing what he told me. He had no right to punish me for that.
my mom dos this too much i just let it go because its never her fault it seems
Yes, my Mum is the same. It's easier just to let it go.
Load More Replies...Regardless of what my parents did, it was always easier to blame me even if it's an obvious lie
Just telling me that I’m wrong and then they give me a hundred facts why I’m wrong making me feel dumb and insecure.
They didn’t take any interest in my interests. So now I’m 30 with parents I have virtually nothing in common with. It makes dinner chitchat very depressing for me.
I have done something like "here is a good place for my birthday, it costs ___ for 5 people, and it would be fun!" They laugh, and said "Ok, maybe!" I just felt silly. It sucked.
That does suck. I've had similar things happen to me from my parents and my ex boyfriend
Load More Replies...So much this. My parents both adopted facial expressions of unutterable boredom any time I spoke about my college major, the business I started, any friends or romantic interests, and would change the subject to something else as soon as I stopped talking. The only things they showed interest in were things directly effecting them.
My dad still says "5 words or less". The last time he asked me a question, I stopped talking after 5 words... It wasn't a full sentence. He looked confused. I told him that was 5 words. He didn't get the information that he wanted but... He nodded and walked away.
Load More Replies...I can relate to this...in my case my parents tried to (and quite successfully on their part) dissuade.me from interests they perceived would hurt me in the long run. I understood that we didn't have much money in the 80s and money was tight...but man, just one spark of interest would have been amazing.... By the time I was 15, I knew better than to say anything. 44 now and I don't share anything with them.
I was an only child growing up in the middle of nowhere, and my parents flat out ignored everything I was clearly passionate about. So many missed oportunities. I just had to do whatever they liked, which I guess was okay sometimes. Okay, so I know I'm not a parent, but why else even have a kid if you're not going to try to constantly blow their mind with things they might like, and have the two of you get into hobbies together? Getting excited about something with your kid would be one of the only reasons I would want one first place. I guess I don't really understand having kids just for the sake of having them. That just sounds like work.
Totally this, I have nothing in common either either of my parents and struggle to hold a conversation with them. Mum thinks we have a conversation, but I sit there while she talks at me for 2 hours about herself and doesn't ever ask what's going on with me. My kid loves to draw and is really good at it. So whenever they want, the come and ask me to draw with them and I'll stop what I'm doing, so they know that their more important than me having to clean.
I totally feel you I'm a huge bookworm and the rest of my family are very active. So I would never have anything to really connect with them about
I played several sports from age 9 and my father never attended a regular game. He would, however, show up at any grand final my team made and tell me how to play the game, how stupid my coach is and no wonder he doesn’t come to my games.
I am in my late fifties and since my dad died I have nothing in common with my mother other than I have not long lost my own partner
I never talked about my interests with my parents. They always scolded me that I should care about my grades and not about 'nonsense'.
Not teaching me anything about financial responsibility.
One trillion percent this. About 5 years ago my parents sold some property & my dad asked us to send him a break down of all our debt. When I was going over it with him he was like "how did you get so far in debt?" Like. Very disappointed voice. "You never talked to us about money. You never talked to us about saving. You never talked to us about investing. Not once. Money was never brought up." He didn't even have to think about. He said "you're right." That alone blew me away. In wasn't an unmanageable amount but my parents were the type they paid credit cards in full every month. Also, In my family it's "ours" not "theirs & mine." I think that's really messed my brother & I up, if I'm being honest. We didn't have to take responsibility. We also didn't know my dad was going to run off with a mistress & screw us either. It kills me watching my mom having to pinch pennies. I give her gifts all the time. I bought her a new car & that felt amazing.
I think this would be very bad. I have a friend who has this same issue. She has been working longer than me and I have more savings. I had to explain savings to her. I am used to that you see. I think I was 8 when my birthday was on a holiday and no shops were open so I got a lot of money gifts. Mom and dad hyped up saving so much that I asked to open a bank account. Dad was in the bank so with minimal fuss I had an account joint with papa that I still have to this day. And all through childhood saved most of the money gifts there.
Load More Replies...This. I'd be so much better off if I knew things like *never buy a new car, it's a waste of money *save and buy a house as soon as you can, even if it's a "fixer upper" - it'll put you on the first rung of the property ownership ladder, and you won't be throwing money away on rent *put money in savings or investments with every paycheck, even if it doesn't feel like you can afford it and it's only a tiny amount *if you can pay off student loans at once, don't - student loans are low interest and that money can earn more interest than you're paying *and related, always pay off the highest interest debt first.
My mom always said don't buy a used car, you are buying someone else's problems. I'm sure there are good used cars. Moreso now than when she said it but I'd rather a new one.
Load More Replies...My mother never used to tell us anything about bills, rents, mortgages, insurance, nothing. When I became an adult at 16, I had to learn the hard way!
Because I had a mom who was very conscious of money after my father left, I learned so much about saving, spending, investing, and living below my means. I was able to retire early, and started teaching my niece about money and investing when she was about 8 because my sister wasn't going to do it.
For me, it was almost the exact opposite. From a young age, I was taught that if it cost something, overthink it. Is this really a good purchase? Honestly, though, it taught me a lot.
Parents actually tried teaching us about money...it just never took with me. I get money and I have to spend it. My younger sisters are FAR better than I'll ever be with money.
I was told we'll never be able to afford what we need, so it's ok to buy what we want to be happy. Now on top of not knowing how to budget properly or deal with taxes, I also have to deal with the urge to spend excessively whenever I feel depressed.
We didn't have much money, I was never aware of my parents having credit cards or anything but I completely grew up believing that savings and investments and so forth were things other people who weren't like us did. Now I am incapable of saving, I'm so scared of any money in my bank suddenly falling into a black hole that I have to turn it into either things or memories (days out etc) as soon as payday cones around.
Load More Replies...My parents did a pretty decent job of raising us. But we never talked money or politics. While I am grateful for the freedom of forming my own political views, I’m truly struggling to figure out how to be an adult where money is concerned. A little guidance would have helped.
The only lesson my parents ever taught me was to stay out of the way when they're drunk. Everything else I had to learn on my own by trial and error
Never teaching me to be independent. My guardian was obsessed with keeping me way too close and I was always sheltered and now I'm alone and don't know how to function
I’m worried my sister is doing this one, the twins are nearly 11 and can’t use a microwave or anything. Its a massive contrast to me and her at 5&9 making pancakes unsupervised and alone at home. She says the upbring we had made her paranoid etc, but we never burnt the house down or f****d up, we learned so many life skills ahead of people our age out of necessity. Maybe she wants them sheltered for that reason though. They are at the point now where they wanna walk to school alone but can’t, I’ve tried to convince her. They need some freedom or they won’t survive out here in this shithole of a world
Making pancakes at home alone at 5 and 9 would be considered neglect nowadays.. so each of them examples is wrong to me...somewhere in the middle .
Load More Replies...First thing over protected kids do at age 18? Leave and never come back.
I did. I love my parents very much, but I preferred not having money to eat over being over protected. It was the best choice for me and my mental health.
Load More Replies...This right here leads to to a whole lot of s**t in future . I just can’t anymore with this thread. It’s depressing
Our parents did not do this and me and my sister became a whole s**t show. My sister actually can't take care of herself she developed mental issues that my mother had. And I learned some stuff on my own or by my husband. I did learn some things from dad though. But I've got to say it was crazy. Hopefully I'm better with my kids.
I was paralysed by Polio when I was 6, but through therapy I could walk again, but if I fell, it happened often, I had to get up by myself. My younger sister said Mum was cruel, and would want to help me, but Mum said, No, she's using muscles that she would otherwise not use. So I have my dear Mum to thank for my life of independence. I turned 80 this year, but with a mind of 40, and still trying to be as independent as ever, although I now have mobility issues.
This is terrible-some kids really fight it and just do things behind their parents back (great!) such as open a bank account as soon as they are 18 and use half days to their advantage (don’t tell them you have a half day!). Get a part time and save money so you can get your own phone and data-get guidance from people who will support your independence. You will eventually have to break free and move out, and put your foot down, keep your boundaries-do NOT accept help with rent or grocery drop offs as that is meant to force you or trick you into believing you need to be taken care of.
My mother did everything for me and when I became an adult I didn't know how to function or make decisions.
My parents. I know they probably meant well but when I finally moved out in my early 20s, I realized how much of an idiot I was. I didn't know how to do a damn thing. Everything I've learned has been on my own and self taught by many YouTube videos.
Well my dad's f*****g great but my mother, constant screaming for everything, depriving me of any and all food a lot of the time, punishment for things someone else did, invasion of privacy, not giving a f**k about my mental health, not giving up custody to my dad, constantly degrading me
I’m so sorry. I hope your doing on now and away from your abusive mother
My Step dad would get drunk daily and beat me with a belt until my leg was black and blue. Always said I was too fat, ugly, stupid. Was never as good as his child.
I’m so sorry you were treated that way. You deserve respect and love.
Load More Replies...This sounds like a mental illness to me. Maybe talk to your dad about getting her some treatment?
uhh? the food thing is child abuse??? call the cops she isn't allowed to deprive you of food
My dad is never this bad, but it was the opposite for me, my mom is great and my dad is…no
That is not just toxic that is abuse. If you are still in her her household, you need to tell someone and seek help from the authorities.
Expecting me to have the same grades, activities, and social lives as my older siblings.
I can relate. My mother started asking me why I couldn't be more like my sister from the time I can remember. I was born on her 4th birthday, but we are polar opposites. She never went outside, never got dirty, was never noisy, in other words, perfect. I was very independent, a daddy's girl, but not in the traditional sense. I was a tomboy who wanted to do everything with him, and my mother hated it. Until the day she died, she hated it.
This sounds familiar to me; my grandmother hated me because I was never one to put on a pretty dress and sit quietly, instead I was demanding overalls when I was two, and always running around outside. fortunately for me, my parents were fine with it.
Load More Replies...Also expecting the elder child to behave like an adult and "take care" of the younger child. Moreover, punishing the elder child for whatever the younger one did, because in their opinion it was the elder child's responsibility to prevent that.
I can relate, I was 6 when my sister was born, yet whenever she did something wrong, it was my fault because they had made it VERY clear that the youngest learns from the oldest. Yet, she still has to learn how to get grades like mine, do chores like I do. Idk but she always copies my bad traits for some reason and then casually says"But she did it"
Load More Replies...I'm the youngest of 4 and I will always be just the sub or replacement for my older siblings. If I tell my family a goal I'm having difficulty dealing with, it will be because I'm lazy. How am I lazy when my parents give them all the financial support and I have none. When I asked my older siblings if I could ask our parents to help me pay student loans I got shot down with 2 of them saying that I'm spoilt and our parents are old they need the money. One sibling said they she spoke with out mother but out mother was hesitant to give me any. My siblings got money for down payments for their houses and I'm just allowed to have a room with one of them. Sorry for rambling but I need to vent it out.
From the bottom of my heart, your family sounds like terrible selfish people save for your one sister. I'm sorry to hear that.
Load More Replies...Being constantly compared to your older siblings by parents and teachers sucks. "Why can't you be more like your sister? She could do this easily"
My mom would compare me to my cousin regarding weight. I was a chubby (not fat) teenager but my mom believed in perfection in EVERY aspect of her life. Said I was an embarrassment to go shopping with.as I was too heavy. I later developed an expensive eating disorder-I was hospitalized & even later had to have very expensive dental work but my weight I'm slender, 78 & never got fat. Don't know about my perfect cousin any longer, I DO know she was a thief, stole family jewelry & property when someone passed away. I've had some really lousy relatives.
Load More Replies...Oh this. I had one sibling but we were opposites from ... conception probably... and everyone was on me to be like her. (Except our mom.) it was horrible. We just were different people from the same gene pool.
Try being the oldest and expected to get the same grades as your younger sister.
I was an only child, but they compared to my cousins a lot. It infuriated me
Can definitely relate to this. I'm an Outdoor kinda person but my sisters love staying indoors reading. My parents expect me to be just like them since we're siblings and all but I'm not and my sisters understand that but not my parents
If I had a problem, first thing they said to me "its your fault".
No baby it’s not your fault. Don’t ever believe that . It’s the insecurity and the immaturity of the parent saying this to you .
i mean sometimes its your fault but not always like this persons parents.
Load More Replies...This is terrible. My friend's parents divorced and his mother told him it was his fault. How can kid be responsible for their parents' divorce? He ended up living with his grandparents. Did not seen him since high school, I hope he's doing well.
My father the rageaholic hit me so hard he knocked me on the floor (age 11) told me "get up, your mother and I had such a good marriage til you came along". I knew that not to be true even then but I never forgot that-I'm 78, he's dead, so's my mother (who pretty much covered for him) & I hate his guts even more today. I don't think about him except reading stuff like this-which I SHOULDN'T read. They are both in the columbarium of a military cemtary a long drive from me. I do not visit, he has her all to himself now. I send lowers for my mom on holidays.
Load More Replies...My ex told my daughter multiple times that if we ever divorced, it would be her fault. HOW is that an acceptable thing to say to any child (or any person)!
Like when you ask for help because the bar you tried hanging yourself from broke and made you realize that you shouldn't be trying to give up on life quite yet? And response is "I'm not taking you to a shrink. You put yourself in the situation, get yourself out. And don't be breaking my house when you do."
Damn. I hope you're able to access psychological services. Had a court appointed psychologist tell me that I wasn't the problem, my parents were. Clung to that statement. My parents were in the process of having me emancipated at 16 because I was an embarrassment to the family. Worked 2 jobs for food and slept with the "family friend" who took me in, in order to have a roof over my head. Graduated just after I turned 17. Very lucky to have met my late husband when I did- we saved each other. Got lots of counseling over the years. Stay alive, and as soon as you can get out, get psychological help. It's not easy, but it gets better.
Load More Replies...Literally yelled at me, years after the fact, that i was the reason he left. Which i totally own up to and laugh at whenever i hear about trouble between him and the woman he left my mom for.
I think this is the world that we live in. I know my own parents warped me and maybe it's just mothers that society judges harshly over everything. But if I get sick or my kids get sick, I've done something wrong. If another car plows into mine, it's my fault.. Ask the insurance companies, if you get hit by other cars several times, your rates go up. My husband was abusive, I did something to deserve it. It's my fault for trusting the wrong guy. I got pregnant on birth control, it's my fault that my body worked correctly. My electric bill is a lot more than my dad's because the electric company charged 50% more for electric in my area and that's my fault. The list... Goes on forever.
I could be in my bad, sleeping, at 3am, and a satellite could fall out of the sky and kill me, and my mother would have three reasons why it was my own damn fault within 5 second of hearing this. Give her ten minutes, and it'll be my fault TEN different ways, AND she'll have warned me that it was gonna happen if I didn't take her advice!
Taught me nothing about nutrition, let me eat junk, and made excuses for my obesity. Took me 10 years as an adult to finally take responsibility for myself and shed the weight.
My parents let me eat how much I wanted all the time, which was always too much. The most they did was show me a diet I should do at the age of like, 9 but never truly helped me stick with it. Now that I'm older, I hate myself and how unhealthy I am, but due to some issues, I've never been able to get on a diet. Please help your kids stay healthy so that they don't end up like me...
You don't need to go on a diet and starve yourself to get the weight off. This is easily equally as bad as being overweight. When you eat healthily you won't need to restrict yourself and can eat as your body needs. Filling (mostly) up with all the good stuff will be beneficial for your health too and just be careful with the sugars if you need to lose weight.
Load More Replies...Demonized enjoying food, treated exercise as punishment for eating too much... /sigh
My ex-aunt (my uncle divorced her yay) he ver cooked or had any food 8n the house but snacks. When I would visit my grandparents in the summer and would go over to hang out with my cousins and they always went out to eat. Every single morning EVERY DAY! They would have donuts for breakfast. She would buy a dozen glazed every single day. Then for lunch EVERY DAY they would eat Dairy Queen. For dinner they had about 4 or 5 places they would go to every night. And because I was a kid hanging out with my cousins and grandparents for a week I would most often go eat with my cousins. When I would get home after visiting them I would be ravenous for home cooked food. My mom suggested getting pizza and I pleaded for home cooked food. She was surprised cause I love pizza. They didn't even own pots and pans or anything to cook something. I just don't know how they did that every single day.
This is such a fine line to walk. Most parents don't have a degree in nutrition. These days, so much more information is available. If you focus too much on food, your child will develop an eating disorder. Yet, when my girls were little, I did see a nutritionist regularly. I was judged so harshly by everyone in my world. I was abusive for not allowing my kids to eat sugar cereals like Fruit Loops. I was a bad mother because my youngest daughter only wanted to eat meat and vegetables with the occasional bowl of multi-grain Cheerios or a few crackers. My sister starved her for 24 hours, on the advice of my dad, for refusing to eat the totally unhealthy meal that she prepared. Sister never had my kids for 24 hours again.
Yep. I kept fruits and veggies prepped in the fridge for snacks that they could eat whenever they wanted. Occasionally had ice cream or something homemade for dessert, but didn't keep candy or junk food in the house. Cooked a full breakfast and dinner, and packed their lunches. They're all adults now and still prefer healthy foods. That's one thing I think I got right as a parent.
Load More Replies...My mother grew up very poor and was hungry a lot of the time. She never got dessert because her older brothers would eat it all. So, when she got married and had kids, she made sure she always had sweet goodies in the house because it made her feel good. We were the house to go to when we young because we always had "the good stuff". Luckily, I was a very active kid and was thin, but I eat the way I did while growing up because that's what I know. I'm now overweight and have a very hard time eating right. I take responsibility because I'm an adult, but growing up the way I did didn't help.
I'm 29 now and didn't accept that food was my best friend and only support thru my life that I could rely on until I was 28. At my heaviest I was 320. In 11 months I've lost almost 75 lbs and I haven't been under 250 in over 11 years. Doing my best and mom had the balls to ask if I had GAINED weight...
I promise I’m not being mean, promise. But I’ve been to many different schools, and they all heavily preach healthy dieting habits and jump in to help anyone who looks like they are struggling with weight. Did the OP not learn any healthy habits at school? Or did they need boundaries and help from their parents? Like obviously I get it weight is a top top issue and not easily dealt with whatsoever. But I guess initiative is not found in everyone
Due to them giving me insane social anxiety, I now have the social skills of the new kid in elementary school. I can't hold a conversation for more than 5 minutes without making people uncomfortable. I have proceeded to lose all of my friends due to this and am now sad and lonely.
Damn now I wish I had a Reddit account so I can be this persons friend.
Let's make a club of friends for this guy. I was bullied, and I still am, but now I have social anxiety. We can talk to each other if needed! Anybody want in?
I can be your friend Audra :) you can talk to me about anything
Load More Replies...I have extreme social anxiety issues as well. Whole bucket load of social issues. 44 years old and I want absolutely nothing to do with society for the rest of my life. Turned my back on it 22 years ago.
When I got to college, I was finally free of my social anxiety, and it was a great confidence boost. I spent the next forty years of my life feeling confident. Body confident, socially confident, smart, funny, and the people I know would agree with that assessment. But, I am immunocompromised, and the pandemic really shut me down. I have been largely alone, and my mom died. And I feel like I'm back where I was when I was thirteen. I feel awkward on the street, I have no confidence at all.
I know it doesn't help much, but the pandemic did that to many in different degrees. You are not alone, so at least don't feel bad for having this response, and also it sounds like you were able to work through it at one point, which means that, with some help, your chances of working through it again are good.
Load More Replies...I’m not doubting this, but I would be interested to hear what it was the parents did that created the social anxiety.
Me too..this is important..otherwise it could be how that person is..some people.are just awkward.
Load More Replies...I would love to be a penpal. You can talk without the face to face stuff.
I have a 20 year old grandson in college, with the same problem. I don't know how to fix it.
Same. In the past five years, I've learned a few things from my family member that seem to help: 1. Respect their feelings/beliefs. Don't moralize or preach. 2. Respect the friendships they have through social media. Don't push for them to enhance those friendships through in-person interaction. 3. Be available for in-person and online interaction, and keep things low-key when you do get together. 4. Focus on the life they are living now, and be positive and encouraging with them. Hope that helps a little. Best wishes!
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Mom's personality is very complicated and toxic, but what I really hated as a kid was that she didn't want me to grow up. She didn't teach me how to do laundry, pack my clothes, how to swim, anything. She was also overly protective and I still cope with bunch of irrational fears as an adult.
When I was 11 I was really ashamed that kids my age are much more self-sufficient. She was sabotaging me anytime I tried to do some 'adult' stuff like cooking, taking care of myself, nothing illegal - I was well behaved kid. At this time she started ruining our relationship with her behavior, I feel like she hates me for growing up and not being baby anymore
My parents haven't taught me to do anything but instead of it being because they didn't want me to grow up they just... didn't teach me anything. Then i annoyed my parents foe being useless
Same here, they never taught me anything and now they are yelling at me for being useless
Load More Replies...This right here is number one and should be upvoted a million times. Parents need to learn to cut the string and let child grow up and be their own person .
Oh boy… parents have kids, they will grow up for sure! Can’t handle that? Buy a doll instead
I know parents like this. It seems they were prepared to have children, but not adults.
My wife and I did too many things for our children, instead of requiring them to do it, we would do the chore out of affection for them. It was the wrong thing for us to do. Life is mostly hard.....you'd better be harder.
I have so many friends doing this. I have a friend who is busy giving her retirement money to her 40 year old son, because she never held him accountable for anything, so when he goes and does something really stupid, mommy still rushes in to fix it. She is almost broke now, so I don't know what either of them will do about money. When he was a little boy, I once said to her "you do that child no favors by not telling him no" when she felt she needed to rush out and replace a toy he broke. She told me I just didn't understand.
We're all the results of our life experience and how we interpret them. I've often wondered what abuses my parents endured to make them who they were. Although I still struggle with low self-esteem and PTSD, counseling has helped me interpret my upbringing differently, to recognize what was abusive and to process it in a way that I can now understand that it was abuse and not a shortcoming on my part. Most of the time, it wasn't even really about me but about their own psychological issues. I'm not excusing their abuse, but I'm not taking responsibility for it anymore, either. Getting counseling wasn't a thing when they were young adults. My daughter says that, as long as we're willing to accept responsibility for our own actions and learn to do better, each generation of parents will be better parents than their own parents were. Generational abuse can be difficult to recognize, as much of the family may consider it to be "normal" behavior.
Load More Replies...That’s so bad and sad :( I hope you find a friend that’ll take you out of you’re learned zone to try new things 💕
My mom was like this. Thankfully my dad was the opposite. Everytime he had to fix something around the house, he'd make me "help" and would patiently explain every step & why he did it that way. Same with car maintenance. Anytime he'd do anything, even if it was a trip to the dump or store, he'd take me.
They let their fear of dealing with their own trauma turn into causing and ignoring mine.
My dad, if he'd even acknowledged he had trauma.
Load More Replies...My parents used to say " if I see you crying I'll give you a reason to really be crying" ignoring what they had already done to me completely
I can relate. I'd be upset about something and they'd say, (mainly mum) "if you don't stop crying, I'll give you something to cry about ". Awesome parenting there....on no wait...
Load More Replies...Ladling out too much guilt and shame. They are not motivational forces for me to be “better”, in fact quite the opposite was true Also telling me that I wasn’t good at math. Sure, it wasn’t my strongest subject. But don’t tell a kid that they will never ever succeed at a subject due to some inherent shortcomings Playing favourites. My brother was allowed to grow marijuana as an “experiment “ by my very straight laced and anti drug parents. In fact they were enthusiastically supportive. Not so much for me. That’s just one example. Basically he could have pissed in my face and our folks would have blamed me. They always made me feel like I was inadequate because I wasn’t like him. My brother is a classic grandiose narcissist.
I feel your pain. I haven't seen my abusive sibling since 1993. I was forced to talk to him in 1999 when my father died, and the police had to get involved. This was over the phone. Jerry Springer meets Cops.
Me too. I walked away from my condescending younger Hal-Brother who got everything he wanted because he was my stepfather real child and I was the outcast.
Load More Replies...Wow. My little brother is the same. If he was treating me badly/misbehaving, I was supposed to ' be the bigger person'. Whatever that means when your ten and he's six. I wanted fencing lessons, but that was stupid. He got kendo lessons AND scuba lessons.
Jewish moms have absolutely nothing on old fashioned Southern moms, in the matters of applying luxurious layers of guilt upon you for anything that may have displeased her. I quit talking to her, for years, and she couldn't understand.
As far as "Expirementing with drugs" it wasn't me or my siblings. It was my dad and his sister. He was mid 40's-ish at the time. He had been sober and off hard drugs for about 4 yrs. He was trying to regain custody of my lil sis and I. He was going to move states and start over in 3 weeks. Nope. He was at his sister's place on night and she kept trying to talk him into doing his drug of choice again since she didn't want to do it "alone". He gave in and did it...she was so high she didn't realize until the next morning that he died in her kitchen from a drug induced heart attack. This was back in '03. I was 11... I hadn't seen my dad in 5 years and I never would again.
Playing favourites: I was massively overprotected, they were basically helicopter parents, I couldn't do anything, wasn't allowed to do anything. My sister? She had so much more freedom than I did. And less social anxiety because of it. They know so much of what her teen years were like.... and I know the stories they don't know, she got away with so much, and I just gave up.
All preferred children are narcissists, the rest are let to live with the anger of injustice
Complete apathy.
My parents basically never got involved in me or my siblings' lives. Never attended things like school plays or parents evenings, never cared about how things were going or what was going on. So long as we didn't get into trouble and didn't cause them problems they didn't care and took no interest. "Anything for peace and quiet" as my mother frequently said.
As such, because they never tried to be a part of my life, they effectively aren't a part of my life anymore. We only speak out of obligation, and not very often at that.
I was wondering when I'd see my one. My brother and I were fed and clothed and sheltered and educated and got gifts at birthday and Christmas. Never abused. But our parents never knew us. Because they didn't bother to. It felt like they had 2 kids because that's what people do. We were raised kinda Victorian. Children should be seen and not heard. We were smart, sensitive kids, and always felt unwanted. My brother and I are in our 40s, and it still deeply affects our sense of self-worth. Edit: I know my own kid really well, love to know her interests, talk openly with her, and tell her I love her multiple times every day. No way in hell will I let my precious girl think she doesn't matter to me.
Gosh this does sound like my childhood, never there when needed, anything for peace. Too late for me to worry though now
Competitive teams require parents to drive their kids 100+ miles every other weekend to play two games. Whole weekend shot every time (not to mention the cost). When a kid has a passion for something, it's always the parents who make the biggest sacrifice. This is the other end of the spectrum that y'all have described. Somewhere in the middle lies sanity, doesn't it?
I feel sometimes like I am not involved enough with my kids activities. It's hard because I don't have the same interests as them, so I'd rather be hanging with my adult friends or have some alone time while their dad takes them to swim class or a school event. Sometimes I go to those things but dad goes with them more, so they probably like hanging out with him better. Which is understandable
Some day there will be the opposite. Parents SO obsess with their child's grades, cared too much, involved too much. Teachers are reamed each year for not giving the right grade or instruction for spawn to learn. How is it possible that no matter the subject or teacher ,it's the staff not the student?
I can pretty much say the same. I only see my fam (aside from my lil sis and her kid) maybe 2x a year...for years it was mainly to be a "babysitter" for my nephew's on the holidays... Holidays still suck. I'm basically an obligatory invite... Even my step bro (who has the same bday as me) never sends me a bday msg until I send him one first. Then he remembers that we have the same bday... (I'm adopted on mom's sides, he's adopted on step-dads side and he's 11 yrs older)
They haven't tried to motivate me for anything.
Parents need to always support their child's interests. Unless it's illegal
No no, my parents support me for my illegal interests as well.
Load More Replies...my mother did by being extremely hurtful, she thought belittling me would motivate me to do great things, it did not
Motivation is very often helped by example but that has to bolster something you already have inside. Grade schools and high schools used to have guidance/career counselors that had stacks of interesting material to steer students toward their strengths and interests.
I want details. I offered my son art lessons and he didn't want them. I offered him music lessons and he didn't want them. I encouraged him to read and bought him books on subjects he likes. He doesn't want to read. Is there something I should be doing to motivate him? My ex's parents made him do all sorts of sports and activities and he's sure that this is what messed him up as a person.
Forcing me to be a member of their cult under the threat of homelessness.
A CULT, WHAT THE F**K!!! What was this cult about? Not trying to be nosy or anything just curious.
I sorta was a member of the cult of the US Navy. We were all told that after graduating high school, we enlisted or were out on our *ear*. I had a chance for a full working scholarship to a small liberal arts college, but Mom refused to sign the papers because my older sibs didn't get to go to college. She took me to the recruiter's office a couple weeks later. THOSE papers, she would sign.
My husband had a recruiter forced on him too-mom coerced him into signing papers. He kept trying to refuse. His mom is awful-there is a lot more she did and kept doing-but the Navy was a nightmare for him. He got out-we cut her off for many other things that she refused to change as we are now raising kids and we need them to be healthy. People don’t realize how many toxic parents are out there-and they don’t have to do things like hit or starve the kids to be toxic-it’s the manipulation and emotional abuse that can be so damaging as outsiders don’t recognize it and people inside the family think it’s normal/correct.
Load More Replies...cult - noun - a system of religious veneration and devotion directed toward a particular figure or object. Lot of those these days!
Only Difference between a cult and a religion is size.
Load More Replies...I was 18 and told either 1-get a better job (I had a job...but pay was total junk and had never stopped applying for jobs for 3 years to no avail), 2-go to college (I had just graduated high school AND a trades school college training program only to be told my body won't hold up doing heavy labor work as my arthritis was too aggressive so was a bit depressed and unmotivated) or 3-leave the house. I had 10 days to decide. They packed my car on day 8 with as much of my stuff as they could while I was out job hunting.
My mom joined a church that required a percentage of her income. We had weeks where we couldn't afford basics like food or gas because Jesus needed stuff more. She sold some of my toys for rent money. But Jesus needed that money! Dead. Jesus.
Tithing is indeed generally believed to be 10%, but nobody should know who is tithing or how much, nobody should be treated differently, obviously if you have difficult circumstances you only do what you can if anything-and the money doesn’t go to the pastors-but towards things like the benevolence fund, the food pantry, the utilities, materials for Sunday school, to help people in emergencies. If you don’t tithe…nobody should know. It’s also supposed to be done freely from the heart so if it’s being required/demanded get out of that church…it is spiritually abusive (yes, spiritual abuse is a thing). Oh and your toys should NOT have been taken away for this, and if your family was struggling, the church should have brought you groceries or pitched in to help with bills anonymously. I’ve been in 4 churches from childhood until adulthood (moving and other changes) and they all would have been HORRIFIED to hear about what your mom did and what your church required…like I said, spiritual abuse-look up the term.
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Not being supportive, not dealing with the abuse I suffered from family and school. Pretty much anything that involves my mental health was neglected. Being taught that women were pure and men were c**p, which lead to abuse from women in my adult life cause it had to have been some wrong I've done. Being told is was ugly and I would be inadequate for a woman. I could really keep going for ages on this.
Can you imagine telling a child that you carried on your stomach for 9 months and birthed them out of you, that their ugly? It just breaks my heart
Some mothers can :( My mother even went to the next level: she literally cursed me, wishing me to go through all the traumas, scandals and difficulties that she faced in her life. I was 18.
Load More Replies...My own parents never understood the capacity and or depth of my being bullied in school. I was bullied every single day of my public school life. 2nd to 12). It wasn't until recently (last year) that they finally accepted and realized what it did to me and why I'm so messed up now. I think they were in detail, wanting to believe I was "normal"....I'm a recluse now. I can't function around people any more.
I love my parents so so much, but I had a difficult childhood with myself and bullying, I'm now much better but they seem to get uncomfortable when I tell people about it. I guess it's because they didn't see it and don't like to think that I had this problems.
Load More Replies...My parents were "forced" to marry when a one-night stand turned into me. And I spent most of my childhood feeling like they would dump me somewhere at the drop of a hat, and were never happy with any of the things I did. Also, some relatives treated me like I was the spawn of Satan and were always telling me God hates me but would never explain why. I would just about kill myself trying to get good grades and be the perfect child, and none of it ever did any good. I had to figure it the reason for this treatment later as an adult when I realized their whole marriage made no sense, and they treated me like that because they resented my existence for chaining them to raising a child. And that the relatives hated me for being conceived out of wedlock because they didn't even read their own Bibles, they were always just happy to have an excuse to hate and torment someone to make themselves feel superior.
Yup. For sure the "women are perfect and must be protected and men must sacrifice for women" lessons my mom and grandma harped on leading to me being abused by women in the future. Thanks mom. Lmao
I was the golden child and I hated it. She literally called my little brother a boy as an insult ("ugh! you're such a boy!")... She never said it explicitly, but I was her favorite because 1) I was planned, 2) I'm female, 3) her pregnancy with me didn't cause financial hardship, 4) I had much less 'annoying' mental disorders, 5) I shared some of her interests and was a 'helper', and 6) I was generally healthier (some might also say I was cuter)
... it broke my heart to see how the family treated my brother, but I was also being abused and now I'm healing.
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Spoiling us and always doing the chores. We ended up being lazy mfers. I'm currently procrastinating writing this.
Ok OK I'll write it for you this time but no more Mister. Now go play your video games while I clean out the cat box.
I actually had an insane amount of chores and I’m still a lazy mfer. The instant I moved out of my mum’s house as a kid I became lazy and messy lmao, no idea why!
It's the opposite effect. You had too much, and now you feel free, but it gets to be too freeing.
Load More Replies...Getting my kid to do chores is so much harder than just doing it myself. I do, though. Just the other day, she had to go scream into a pillow in her room because she was so angry that I was making her do laundry. The drama!
Sounds like you're old enough to make some changes yourself! You don't have to be a 'lazy mfer', you can stop procrastinating and be productive! Its your choice!
This is just as bad as forcing so many chores they don’t have childhood or spanking and expecting unquestioning obedience…the result is bad either way! I don’t understand why people won’t learn from history and results that are consistent and repeated generation after generation-positive (non punitive) discipline is good/necessary. Hitting and punishing is bad. Spoiling is bad. Burdensome chores are bad. Not teaching family teamwork, personal responsibility, cleaning up after yourself, and real life skills (household management, finances, etc) is bad…people go to opposite extremes and then blame the kids they raised wrong for the result. The people who recognize their own bad upbringing can turn things around for themselves and their own kids-they just need to fight it!
O bother!! I've just about heard it all right here........damn whiners....what next?
Do you realize how harshly your mother is judged if she doesn't do everything for you? When I was growing up, I think the reason they had kids was to do the chores. It's not like that anymore. People expect moms to handle everything. I'm guessing your dad didn't do all your chores.
The total lack of boundaries based on the believe that they had raised us to be responsible and smart, even though clear evidence were present that we were not.
Had a kid in school that grew up without boundaries. Never disciplined, allowed to do what he wanted without consequence. Also never supported, interacted with, valued in his own right. Had absolutely no clue as to what was appropriate behaviour in any given circumstance, coupled with a huge need for attention. School did its best for a couple of years but the damage had been done (he was already a teen). Kids need boundaries to help understand how to navigate the world. No boundaries can be every bit as damaging as too many or badly judged boundaries as mentioned elsewhere in this listicle.
God damn this is my dad. My dad had no physical bouderies, unless I touch him (not in a gross way) , then he gets annoyed. My thighs and stuff are mine! This is why I have trust issues and hate physical contact.
Not enough discipline
A lot of what is wrong with America today. Go ahead and crucify me in comments but you damn well know I’m right.
Undisciplined *parents* are the problem, not the children.
Load More Replies...I agree with this 100% the things I have seen and people aways ask me why my kids act good cause I don't let them act like crazy nuts or wild animals I mean a little animal but not wild. If they won't behave then where going home and than so on.
See? Discipline with natural, logical consequences-no hitting, not really a punishment for payback (we can’t stay here if you are going to behave this way). Eventually they learn to behave or the outing is over. It works.
Load More Replies...America has two toxic extremes. No discipline/spoiling, and “discipline” by physical abuse. You can discipline children well without hitting or punishment-use natural or logical consequences (this is how they learn the reason you do things a certain way or why mom, dad, teachers tell you to do things a certain way-to avoid a bad result). No need to punish or spank. I bet both of these styles are a result of either copying their own parents/grandparents, or recognizing they did it wrong but going the opposite extreme of doing nothing rather than learning the right way.
Bust them asses one good time....just once to show them how it feels.....js
Taking me to a non-denominational, pentecostal like church that was a breath away from being a cult. I went from the time I was born until around 17. Years old. We went on average three times a week, twice on Sunday. It's hard to understand all that is going on when you are that young. It's hard to understand it now. When the gifts of the spirit started progressing and coming into play more during the services , I could only put together pieces that I could comprehend. As a result, I literally thought the preacher's could read my mind. As a result I did what I could to stay out of sight and out of mind which was easy since I was a middle child anyway. But when I would get pulled up to the prayer line I would try extra hard to hide things in the back of my brain. That taught me early on how to compartmentalize and section off parts of myself and especially my emotions. I would be scared when I was up there. If I shed a tear everyone around me would celebrate the the spirit was acting on me. I was crying because I was scared and didn't want to be there.
I experienced this as well in my childhood. My Biological Mother and step dad are great people they truly are. I love them to death and back. However I noticed that they want me to believe what they believed in, stuff like masks were useless, COVID was basically worse than a cold but not worse than the flu, not being able to vaccinate me (apperently I have received two or three vaccines) since it “altered my behavior” at a younger age, and forced republican values on me. However my Bio-dad and my step-mom on the other hand are not religious people and I actually enjoy being around them. in fact I came out to them as being bi and they fully supporting it which is something I fear my other parents are going to find out one day. To me, religion can be such a burden to ones shoulders meanwhile not being religious is having the freedom to expand the boundaries on what to do to themselves and for others.
Telling me I was gifted. No, mom I'm not a genius I'm just good at tests.
Also, not getting me on ADHD meds. It would have solved so many homework related problems.
I’m honestly so confused. If you see that your child has problems, that can more or less be easily solved, why not freaking help them out!? If you weren’t prepared to support your kids then why did you have them?
In my case this was because my religious lunatic stepfather didn't believe in medication or therapy. Because God should take care of that for you IF you submit to his narcissistic needs.
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Not making health a priority.
Besides not taking care of me until i was eight, i would say when they actually parented me, they messed up by putting me on a restrictive diet in 3rd grade. While kids were having fun and talking at lunch, i was memorizing what calories each food had. I was not unhealthy, i was a growing kid and of course i still had baby fat. Putting me in said diet made me learn about 'bad' foods which led to developing an eating disorder that i'm only just now recovering from, i became healthy on my own, no thanks to them.
When I was younger I was obsessively healthy also. When my friends were having candy as the main part of their meal I was eating a salad. That led me to major eating disorders later on in life.
My mom put me on my first diet in elementary school because she was always unhappy with her weight
My mom never stood up for herself or us, and let our father scream at us and take his anger out on us. She’s still with him and won’t apologize for letting him mistreat us.
Funny how you blame your mother for this and not your father. Traumatised, abused women respond different from mentally healthy people. You too display this trait: you are blaming the abused woman instead of her abuser. You don't know what he did to her where you couldn't see. It is very likely keeping quiet was her safest choice. Don't blame the abused, blame the abuser.
Please forgive your Mom. You haven't walked a mile in her moccasins. Until you do..... Forgive her and try to help her if you are able.
Ok ....this....I have NEVER and would never let anyone verbally or emotionally abuse my children . I would never put my SO over my children . This angers me . No relationship is worth your child’s safety be it verbal or downright abusive .
You don't know that. I'm sorry, but you don't. It's like asking "why didn't she just leave". That is not how abuse works. It's not one fit of anger, it's a slow process, it's love bombing and isolating, it's slowly building up, it's doing one small thing after another until they turn into an avalanche of small abuses. Once the victim is broken down enough, and that process is a long and slow one where the victim may not even realise this is going on, then the real abuse starts. Don't judge the abused. Judge the abusers.
Load More Replies...My dad never stand up for me with my mum. If she got mad at me for not doing something she would smack me round the head. I think that's why I have mental health issues now
Not communicating with me, on my graduation my mother actually said "even though we dont help her, she still has honor"
They also said im just "shy" then i started high school, it turns out i developed social anxiety
They cared but not about the right things. They took the easy way out with me. I was reprimanded but not taught
. 0 communication
I want to preface this by saying I think I got as lucky as you can with parents. They were consistently supportive, allowed me a lot of independence and trust, and respected boundaries. They were the kind I could call in high school for a ride home if a party got weird. They are generous, not just with me but everyone around them. I am still very close with them and both my brothers. However, the one area where I think they messed up was in regards to my body. They were very critical of my weight throughout my childhood and teen years. I was never a tiny kid but I wasn't very large, I was a pretty standard size kid for the most part. I played a lot of sports. But my mom was very much a 'do you really need that' type of person with snacks and grocery shopping. They were both very self-critical and into fad diets. When I was a teenager I quit my major sport and as a result put on some weight. At the time I thought I was so fat but looking back I was a size 12 for all of high school. But my parents leveled up the criticism, they got me a Wii Fit for my 16th birthday and mentioned my weight a lot. In another universe I definitely would have had a nasty eating disorder but on the contrast I became very resistant to health and wellness, I hate the gym and I'm weirdly resistant to trying to eat better. Given all of that I haven't gotten too unhealthy. I'm a bigger girl, between a size 14-18 but nothing extreme. And I've worked really hard to unlearn a lot of that and remind myself that my weight is unrelated to my worth as a person. I'm actually eating healthier now and have learned to make piece with my appearance. My parents still pushed that for a long time, my dad asked every time I saw him if I had started going to the gym yet. My brother finally told them off a couple years back (they never criticized my brothers weight or health at all and both of them had weight fluctuations) and called them out for the harmful behavior. To their credit, they listened, they apologized, and they corrected the behavior. There is no good that comes from being critical of your child's weight or appearance. A child's body is going to change and fluctuate and grow. Sometimes that involves gaining weight. If you are genuinely concerned for their health go see a doctor, do not try and get them on a diet yourself. Shaming them isn't helpful, as I mentioned it made me highly resistant to a lot of health and wellness. And looking back, I wasn't unhealthy. At least not any more so than an average teenager. I gained weight after quitting a sport where I practiced 12-15 hours a week which happened to be the same time my breasts and hips developed. It happens.
Not on the same scale as this but my stepmother took me to WW with her (she was dieting) and encouraged me (13y) to participate even though I was at a healthy weight. From then on, whatever weight I was (even 7 1/2 stone at one point) I've always felt 'fat'. I'm working on it and am definitely more accepting of myself but it's a long hard trudge but I can't even imagine how it is for you
Telling me I’m smart enough to do whatever I want. It seems as though I’ve spent most of my 37 years annoyed that I’m not doing what I want.
This gave me a sense of not really knowing what I wanted to do. I'm 58 and am just starting my masters in (mental health) counseling. I would have preferred some guidance along with the "you can do anything."
I was told by my parents I was so clever I could do whatever I wanted. But when I was a teen and sharing what I wanted my career to be, I was told by my parents the reasons why I wouldn't succeed. Thanks, Mum.
Load More Replies...My mom never showed herself a lot of self love when I (25F) was growing up. Whenever we took pictures she would say to delete it because she didn’t look good. She constantly talked about being too over weight (when she wasn’t even that big) or her crows feet were too prominent when smiling. I have terrible body image and find it hard to love the imperfections about myself. My mom is a beautiful women with the kindest soul and not hearing her realize that kinda messed with me. Family friends and people in our community constantly called me her mini me growing up because of how much I looked like her. It’s not as bad now but in high school I’d take pictures with my friends and think of all the things my mom didn’t find beautiful about her and I would find those same qualities in me, so I didn’t think she’d find me beautiful. She would also, still does to this day actually, make small comments of my weight. Edit: added a lil more backstory
Everyone says I look so much like my mom, but she says that under her 25 years she was soo thin, but I was never like this and since my childhood we were always thinking about wheight, now, sometimes, I can't help but look somethings on her and not want to look like that. I feel bad about it but it's practically something that she teach me.
Letting me fight my own battles...
A kid should fight their own battles. It teaches them independence and responsibility.
But there does come a time when the parent should step in and at least support their child if not fighting the battle for them.
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I'm upvoting this. It sounds great and all, letting a kid fight their own battles, but I think the people thinking this are probably the ones thinking about the normal, kid-sized battles they grew up with. There are battles that no kid should have to fight on their own, and I think that's what this person means. I've seen what happens when little kids are made to fend for themselves in some c**p situations, and it's not pretty. They grow up tough, sure, but they also grow up thinking they can't trust anybody, that there's nobody they can turn to when s**t hits the fan. As adults, this means they struggle to hold onto relationships, and they tend to be the sort of person who puts themselves in dangerous situations, which can also lead to a life of crime. Some battles are okay for kids. Some are not.
yeee idk about that one chief im pretty sure thats a good thing becaus it teaches them to be confident and independent/problem solve but i know you cant fight all of them alone sometimes you need help from loved ones
my parents will give advice on how to fix it because some messes you make you have to fix. Sometimes its you that's completely at fault and you need to learn how to fix it and how to fight your own battles because a day is going to come when they're not there to do it for you. However there are some messes that your parents need to take care of. If its like an adult or something harassing you, than your parents need to step in because you are not going to be able to stop them yourself. It really all depends on the situation.
Denying the kid's reality. Saying, "That never happened.". Or denigrating their feelings. "You don't even have anything to feel sad (angry, scared, etc.) about!"
My mum is also a massive gaslighter, blaming me for things I watched her do.
Load More Replies...The one thing this article shouts out loud is that too many people are not capable of being decent parents. Parenting should be a privilege, not a right. And it should not be a career choice.
One I'd like to add... Saying that you need to listen to any adult and do what they say, just because they are an adult. It could've been a complete stranger, but since they are an adult you should listen. I've been r-ped, i still seek external validation for everything, javascript:void(0);and even though it always hurts me in the end, I am still over trusting.
I hope things get better better you..absolutely don't listen to just anyone..adults are wrong too..and plenty monsters out there.
Load More Replies...Not giving their kids body independence. Don’t make your kids kiss, hug, or embrace someone they don’t want to. It teaches kids that their body is community property and they can’t say no.
The majority of these are my entire family. The worst of it was, I was adopted. They constantly reminded me of that, that I was thrown away by my real family and they got stuck with me. I was never wanted, never belonged, still don't. My mother's still doing it to me, and I can't get out. She treats my son good, though.
1. Telling me that I can't know that I'm gay because I've never had sex with a woman and then being surprised as I proceeded to have sex with all the boys. 2. Acting as if they never made mistakes. I didn't talk to them about things because I figured they couldn't possibly understand what it felt like to mess up.
I wish that they’d explained to me that there are times when it’s *okay* to hit people. I could’ve saved myself a couple of years of on and off harassment from various assholes at school and at the park. If someone’s hitting you, you’re allowed to hit back.
1 of 2: The one I was looking for was "parentification". One definition is "Using your children as unpaid help is an example of parentification. A form of emotional abuse or neglect where a child becomes the caregiver to their parent or sibling. A child is used by the parent to fulfil their own needs — leading to the child's becoming secondary." My parents did this to me. When I was 7, they moved us to a farm, three weeks before my school let out for the summer. They packed up the house, took my 3 younger siblings with them, & left me with a neighbor for 3 straight weeks. They picked me up after school was done & I became a 7 year old farmhand, helping take care of 60 laying hens - mom sold eggs for money because siblings were too young for school. When the youngest finally started school, mom went back to work as a nurse full-time, and I was expected to babysit the "kids", make sure they did homework, make sure I did my homework, feed the cattle, and do prep for dinner.
2 of 2: Add on to all that - if my siblings didn't do their homework or chores, guess who got yelled at. Yep, ME. It was always my fault they didn't do their chores, and if I tried to make them, then they "tattled" that I was "mean" to them & I got punished double. I left home when I was 19, and never really went back. The only time I did was right after leaving an abusive ex, and when my house burned down, and those were both only for about 6 weeks. And my siblings are puzzled that I don't "worship" my parents, especially my father, smh. They have very different memories.
Load More Replies...A lot of triggers in these for me :( I guess the best I can do is to do better by my daughters and break the cycle of dysfunction in my family.
Please talk to someone about what you've been through. It's hard work, but so very worth it.
Load More Replies...Adding one of my own: not allowing me an education. Highly religious parents, so I wasn't allowed to go to public school out of fear of "corruption". Because of that I was homeschooled, but my mom was an entirely unfit teacher so even the work that i managed to get done on my own she never made any transcripts for. This also came with major isolation where I only got to see people at church on Sunday (if they decided to even go, they didn't like to leave the house) But I hope to one day help any teens in similar situations, even if just giving them some hope as an example. I got my GED this year on my first attempt. I'm moving in a couple weeks from my tiny town they stuck me in to a big city for school and an opportunity to meet people. Looking back, I never imagined myself being where I am now. It seemed so hopeless being locked away but I'm striving to accept that I'm strong and intelligent, even though my mom spent my entire life telling me the complete opposite.
Alya, I think you're very brave. It's definitely not to late to build the life you want and deserve. I wish you all the very best!
Load More Replies...Denying the kid's reality. Saying, "That never happened.". Or denigrating their feelings. "You don't even have anything to feel sad (angry, scared, etc.) about!"
My mum is also a massive gaslighter, blaming me for things I watched her do.
Load More Replies...The one thing this article shouts out loud is that too many people are not capable of being decent parents. Parenting should be a privilege, not a right. And it should not be a career choice.
One I'd like to add... Saying that you need to listen to any adult and do what they say, just because they are an adult. It could've been a complete stranger, but since they are an adult you should listen. I've been r-ped, i still seek external validation for everything, javascript:void(0);and even though it always hurts me in the end, I am still over trusting.
I hope things get better better you..absolutely don't listen to just anyone..adults are wrong too..and plenty monsters out there.
Load More Replies...Not giving their kids body independence. Don’t make your kids kiss, hug, or embrace someone they don’t want to. It teaches kids that their body is community property and they can’t say no.
The majority of these are my entire family. The worst of it was, I was adopted. They constantly reminded me of that, that I was thrown away by my real family and they got stuck with me. I was never wanted, never belonged, still don't. My mother's still doing it to me, and I can't get out. She treats my son good, though.
1. Telling me that I can't know that I'm gay because I've never had sex with a woman and then being surprised as I proceeded to have sex with all the boys. 2. Acting as if they never made mistakes. I didn't talk to them about things because I figured they couldn't possibly understand what it felt like to mess up.
I wish that they’d explained to me that there are times when it’s *okay* to hit people. I could’ve saved myself a couple of years of on and off harassment from various assholes at school and at the park. If someone’s hitting you, you’re allowed to hit back.
1 of 2: The one I was looking for was "parentification". One definition is "Using your children as unpaid help is an example of parentification. A form of emotional abuse or neglect where a child becomes the caregiver to their parent or sibling. A child is used by the parent to fulfil their own needs — leading to the child's becoming secondary." My parents did this to me. When I was 7, they moved us to a farm, three weeks before my school let out for the summer. They packed up the house, took my 3 younger siblings with them, & left me with a neighbor for 3 straight weeks. They picked me up after school was done & I became a 7 year old farmhand, helping take care of 60 laying hens - mom sold eggs for money because siblings were too young for school. When the youngest finally started school, mom went back to work as a nurse full-time, and I was expected to babysit the "kids", make sure they did homework, make sure I did my homework, feed the cattle, and do prep for dinner.
2 of 2: Add on to all that - if my siblings didn't do their homework or chores, guess who got yelled at. Yep, ME. It was always my fault they didn't do their chores, and if I tried to make them, then they "tattled" that I was "mean" to them & I got punished double. I left home when I was 19, and never really went back. The only time I did was right after leaving an abusive ex, and when my house burned down, and those were both only for about 6 weeks. And my siblings are puzzled that I don't "worship" my parents, especially my father, smh. They have very different memories.
Load More Replies...A lot of triggers in these for me :( I guess the best I can do is to do better by my daughters and break the cycle of dysfunction in my family.
Please talk to someone about what you've been through. It's hard work, but so very worth it.
Load More Replies...Adding one of my own: not allowing me an education. Highly religious parents, so I wasn't allowed to go to public school out of fear of "corruption". Because of that I was homeschooled, but my mom was an entirely unfit teacher so even the work that i managed to get done on my own she never made any transcripts for. This also came with major isolation where I only got to see people at church on Sunday (if they decided to even go, they didn't like to leave the house) But I hope to one day help any teens in similar situations, even if just giving them some hope as an example. I got my GED this year on my first attempt. I'm moving in a couple weeks from my tiny town they stuck me in to a big city for school and an opportunity to meet people. Looking back, I never imagined myself being where I am now. It seemed so hopeless being locked away but I'm striving to accept that I'm strong and intelligent, even though my mom spent my entire life telling me the complete opposite.
Alya, I think you're very brave. It's definitely not to late to build the life you want and deserve. I wish you all the very best!
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