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35 People That Realized Their Parents Were Quite Toxic When They Grew Up Share Their Stories
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There is no such thing as being a ‘perfect’ parent—it’s human to make mistakes. However, some decisions and parenting methods have a far more negative impact than others. And if those mistakes occur frequently enough and pile up, you might hear folks whispering about what a bad parent someone is. Unfortunately, in some cases, that reputation is entirely justified. And these people’s kids are left to deal with the emotional fallout for years and even decades to come.
Redditor u/VastPurpleSky asked people to take a look back at their childhoods and share the things that they now realize were examples of truly bad parenting. Read on for their open and honest stories.
Bored Panda got in touch with the author of the thread, u/VastPurpleSky, and they shared their thoughts on parenting red and green flags. Read on for our full interview with the OP.
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Three words:
"Boys dont cry."
I dedicate this comment to my school counselor and my PE coach who both helped me get off the road to becoming a psychopath by telling me very much so that boys can and do indeed cry.
This is one of the reasons I fell in love with and married my husband. He is not ashamed to ever cry, and makes sure our son knows it is perfectly ok. Hell, he cries more than me at movies and sad stories. Crying 8s a natural human response and can be very therapeutic. It has nothing to do with masculinity or being tough or any of that. If you know someone who thinks crying is a weakness, they are not a healthy person. .
When it comes to parenting, there’s no one-size-fits-all approach. A lot depends on each individual family, the local culture and customs, and everyone’s relationships with everyone else at home.
So the advice that might help one family become closer might accidentally spark more tension in another. It’s essential to be very careful before making blanket statements about how (not) to raise kids—there are subtle nuances once all the basics (shelter, food, education, emotional support, etc.) are taken care of.
But broadly speaking, according to researchers, there are four main parenting styles, and one of them stands out from the crowd as the best approach.
Made us feel like they were doing us a favor by raising us. For a long time I felt like I was always indebted to my parents and nothing I could do would ever be enough.
My mother told me I owed her and had to do everything she said forever, because she thought about having an abortion and didn't. I was six. She continued doing that until I was about ten. I don't think a six year old even needs to know what an abortion even is! Why no, I don't think I grew up happy and well-adjusted, why do you ask?
My family still believes beating a kid is a great form of discipline instead of just sitting down with and talking to your child. Who would’ve thought that Beating your child when they’re young, and barely getting to know them when they’re a teenager, would lead to them almost never reaching out to you when they’ve grown up and moved out? Mind blowing right??
Also, I absolutely CANNOT stress enough how important it is to show up to your child’s extracurricular activities. I played tennis all 4 years of high school and did marching band as well and I can count on 1 hand how many times they even bothered to show up. Your job is never going to remember you worked there, but your child will *always* remember you *weren’t* there.
This is so important. I still go to after school, during school, end of term activities, only now it's for my grandkids. Parents become grandparents and the joy I see on my grandkid's faces when I'm there for them is immeasurable.
The four parenting styles are authoritative (the one you should aim for), permissive, authoritarian, and uninvolved (aka neglectful). The latter three are the ones that can potentially cause the most issues for kids growing up. For example, authoritarian parents have a “my way or the highway” approach, don’t consider their children’s feelings, and expect them to follow their rules to the letter, without question.
However, this focus on obedience and punishment can lead their kids to develop self-esteem issues or even develop anger problems, Verywell Family notes.
Meanwhile, uninvolved parents expect their kids to raise themselves which can also lead to self-esteem issues further down the line. They tend to ignore their children, how they’re doing at school, and who they’re friends with. They simply don’t spend quality time with their kids or at home. As a result, there are often few rules that need to be followed, and the munchkins don’t get the guidance and attention that they need and want.
Nothing I did was good enough. Like, if she asked me to fold laundry and I'd do it, and then she'd redo it because I guess I folded the towels wrong. I'd clean my room, she'd come in and redo everything I'd done. And she wouldn't teach me how she wanted things done, she'd just send me away and tell me she'd do it herself. Taught me that I shouldn't even bother trying to help because she's just going to redo whatever I did anyway, because I guess I was just a failure.
All the weight comments. I was always a chunky kid and definitely needed/need to lose the weight, but I’ve never been able to shake the idea that I don't deserve to be loved, because of those comments. I can always look down and see 50 extra reasons to hate myself
heh, I'm the same way. I'm pretty sure I'm not what most people would consider "fat", but I'm kinda chubby ig and my parents hate that and make comments about it
They werent bad parents at all, but:
Stop saying "just ignore them and theyll get tired of you" when your child is getting bullied
It doesnt work. Your child will just be a punching bag. I did however break somones foot in 5th grade and never got bothered again.
I hate that phrase, because it doesn’t work nowadays and never did work. Also, when you try to inform teachers or adults about being bullied, 90% of them will either say it’s not a big deal/you’re asking for it/make a super big deal out of it and end up leaving everyone around in trouble, especially yourself. If it goes on and no one stops people from harming you, get out that sharp pen
Permissive parents, on the other hand, might set some rules but will rarely enforce them. They believe that it’s best to interfere as little as possible in their kids’ development, so they’re very lenient and don’t set healthy boundaries for (in)appropriate behavior. In short, these parents are more like friends than caregivers. And their children may have a lot of issues learning at school, following rules, and listening to authority figures.
Authoritative parents, however, focus on the best aspects of the other styles. They strive to create a balance between rules and support. These parents set and enforce boundaries but also consider what their children think and how they feel about certain situations. What’s more, they explain why it’s necessary to have certain rules: there’s an emphasis on constant, clear communication.
As a result, kids raised in authoritative (rather than authoritarian) households are more likely to grow into responsible, happy, successful adults, who feel fine expressing their opinions and thinking for themselves.
Buy ramen instead of nutritious food so that they could afford more cigarettes.
Mercilessly mock our insecurities and then say they were "just joking" and that we needed to "toughen up" when we got upset.
Refuse to apply for Medicaid or foodstamps because they weren't "trashy" and let me and my sister go sick/hungry for their pride. (This one makes me extra angry because as an adult now I know they qualified and also my maternal grandparents were well off and could have helped but my mother would rather starve than accept their scrutiny)
Knowing you need help and asking for it takes so much more strength than just sitting back because you're embarrassed and think you don't deserve it.
I've always known
I asked my mom if she was proud of me. She said I hadn't done anything for her to be proud of.
I was 12.
I'm proud of you for posting this because it takes courage to do it.
According to the author, they started up the thread because they were curious about "how others perceive their parents after they've grown up." They also had a more practical reason for asking the question, too.
"I was trying to farm and get to a certain minimum amount of karma, so that I can post on a subreddit. So I wanted to ask something that is relevant to everyone and start a conversation," u/VastPurpleSky told Bored Panda.
According to the OP, the biggest red parenting flag is the neglect of the children's welfare. The redditor shared their thoughts on parenting extremes in Asia, too. According to them, authoritarian parents "expect their child to be the top student in school so that they have better prospects in the future" and also compare their children to other kids.
"I guess it's okay to get the best out of the child, some kids can handle it but for those that can't, the parents have to take a step back and look out for the child's mental well-being. It's a huge red flag when the children feel overwhelmed and the parents are completely oblivious or worse ignore it," the OP said.
Learning at an early age to bottle up emotions and not to show any. No one can hurt you if you don’t feel. Growing up, I was constantly needled about my emotions. I was only child, and at any point I wasn’t acting as they thought I should they’d basically bully and make fun of me until I either broke and cried, to which I’d be disciplined, or just go numb. Now as a adult I’m my mid thirties, I’m emotionally stunted and have a difficult time connecting with anyone emotionally.
This is exactly what’s been happening with me except my crying has increased because of this and I’ve lost control over regulating my emotions
My mom raised me to believe that what other people think of me is more important than than what I think of myself. Every action had to be accompanied by a thought of how it would affect the family (i.e. her). So of course I became depressed because I don't want people seeing me doing something "wrong". Even this response has been rewritten a couple times because I can't stop myself.
She's recently complained about how I never talk to them and I'm pretty sure this is gonna be unloaded this weekend.
They didn't allow me to go out with my friends at all. I was basically grounded by default. My weekend schedule was jam-packed with various lessons. As a result, I took longer to develop social skills.
However, some parents choose to be largely uninvolved in how their kids grow up. "In Singapore, there's a high cost of living and bringing up a child costs a lot, hence both parents have to work to support the family," u/VastPurpleSky explained.
"Neglect would cause the child to go astray when they become a teenager, so they might join a gang, purposely get low grades, or create trouble in school to gain the attention of their parents. Personally, I feel that neglect is worse than authoritarian parenting as there's no display of love and lack of attention where the child needs it most."
Meanwhile, redditor u/VastPurpleSky shared their thoughts on what they think are some signs of a great parent. "To me, it's the intention for the child that counts, and the awareness of the child's limitations, not pushing them to meet the expectations of the parents or society. And, of course, love and support from the parents instill confidence in the child," they told Bored Panda.
"Sometimes, kids can be lazy and unwilling to push themselves to become their best version and tend to give up easily, hence the parents are there to help them realize their true potential. [They] push them further to help their children become their best selves."
Never ever said to me “. I love you”. Seriously, how f****d is that?
My first serious boyfriend, from when I was 17 - 21. He had so much trauma. Generational trauma, cultural trauma, attachment issues. I was the 1st person in his entire life that told him "I love you" (I came from a family that told each other they loved each other many times a day". I remember him telling me that love was such a foreign feeling. I, bring my naive, spoiled 17 year old self, thought, well, I love you you, so everything is great. We of course grew apart, and broke up. We went out separate ways, I traveled, got my nursing degree, married, and had a child. I didn't hear from him until one day he emailed me out of the blue when he got his PhD in math (he was the first to ever go to college in his family, and I helped him a lot in the beginning) and thanked me for always encouraging him and not giving up on him. I then emailed him when I got my Pshyc NP, to apologize for never understanding the true nature of his trauma and thinking " love saves everything " to this day it gaunts me that a person can grow up never being told, or showed they are loved. Like, i tell my son, or show him, at least every hour, how much I love him.
I'm sure your friend didn't think you owed him an apology for thinking that way. I also grew up without the slightest sign of parental love (not a single kind word, no praise, no hugs, nothing affectionate whatsoever, no support in anything) and if I had had a person like you by my side, who just made me feel appreciated, it would have meant the world to me. Maybe you didn't understand his trauma, like you said, but you did understand that he needed the feeling of being loved, and that's so important!
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There's a difference between being unloved and not saying "I love you."
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This one hit home. Mine never said it either. I once told my mother I loved her and she told me not to be so silly.
Growing up in the 1950s and '60s, I can't remember ever hearing the words, 'I love you' but there was never any doubt that I loved my parents and that they loved all their 5 children. We hugged and kissed cheeks in the morning and before bed; sometimes in between. Gifts and letters would be signed, 'Love from _______ ' But the literal, spoken words, 'I love you'? Not missed, not necessary.
Same. I don't recall hearing it, or saying it, but I knew I was loved, and loved them in return.
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Agreed! My parents have never ever said it, but I knew I was loved every single day by the way their eyes lit up when they came home and saw me, the way they laughed at my silly kid jokes, they way they kissed me good night, etc. It doesn't always need to be said to be felt. Now, sometimes when people say it a lot, it feels disingenuous to me. Words are easy, acts count.
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This one really upsets me, not because I wasn't told I was loved, I was every day, but because I'm a Mum and Nana and there isn't a single phone call or visit that doesn't end with "I love you", even in public. My sons, daughter in law, grandsons and granddaughter comfortably express their feelings.
I still don't know if it was normal, but I certainly grew up (UK, 1960s-70s) not believing that parents ever told children that they loved them, or vice versa. Used to make me cringe when I saw it on American TV and TBH a part of me would still cringe to see it today. No, I don't have kids - never saw the point, why do you ask?
Being born in 1966, my parents never told me as well. But I did feel loved by everything they did for me. Never missed them saying it to me.
My parents were the same. No 'I love you', don't remember there ever being hugs either but I never had a doubt they did love me. I don't think it's the lack of the words so much as complete indifference.
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my mom tells me how much she loves so much my head hurts...
Totally ducked, I agree. I am there too. My father was...lets say...on "vaccation" for almost 5 years and I didn't see him almost the whole time. When he got back, I ran to him and huged him with "I love you!" and what he said? "That's good". And yes, that still hurts me and I cannot forget this to him.
My family never said "I love you". The first time I heard it was from my boyfriend (future husband). I had a hard time expressing it myself. I now tell my children and grandchildren every change I get that I love them.
I don't think that I have ever heard my mother say that she loved me. I make sure that I tell my husband, children, grandchildren, in-laws, and friends that I love them all the time.
Gawd... never saying "I Love You" was like... a point of PRIDE with my parents. They would venomously deride ANYONE who said it often stating that 'they're all talk, they don't SHOW it. WE show it so we don't NEED to say it" - of course completely ignoring the fact that, uh... no, they never actually showed it either. They claimed things they did (that were terrible) were because they LOVED us... but in truth all it did was fulfill something they wanted; however, they were able to twist the truth to give it justification.
I used to think there was at least one person in this world that would love me. I lived for that. Turns out that broken people gravitate to each other & it’s not good. Take the time to learn to love yourself. I didn’t. Now I’m destined to never know what that feels like, to be loved. - It’s not a pity party, it’s a warning. Surround yourself with good people & love yourself. Until you do you will never attain the ability to know what love feels like.
I have a similar relationship with my own parents, we stopped saying things like this when I was young, like 8-10yrs old, it's definitely affected the way I react to things to, my exbf would constantly say i love you all the time like every convo we had, after a while he would always question me whenever I didn't say it, this did end up being one of the reasons that I broke up with him. I think this does kind of come down to my parents, because I'm not used to having it said to me or having me say it to others it can be a hard thing to adjust to. I feel you buddy 💖
I come from a family that never says thank you, sorry etc. I have never heard my father or siblings say I love you to each other, its like a taboo word that only husband wife can use behind closed doors.
I never heard that at all growing up, until I was 10 and my dad remarried. My new stepmum told my dad he should say it more, so he did, every time we were in trouble, only when we were in trouble! No matter what we did wrong we got yelled at, a 'spanking' and a really long lecture and finally a guilt trip about how they hate punishing us but they do it because they want us to be good people because you know they love us..
Mine didn't either, it just wasn't something people used to say a whole lot back where I grew up. They showed their love instead. With my kid I do both.
No-one ever said such a thing in our house (first time my mum ever said it I was about 38). Zero affection, we were just... a group of people who lived in the same house. Hugging? Absolutely creeps me out, as I don't believe anyone would ever want to touch me. If I have to do it, it makes me super uncomfortable as it always feels forced and fake, and that the other person can't wait for it to finish. And I never, ever touch someone 'by accident'.
My mom always tells me she loves me, usually after being an a*****e or saying something s****y. At this point the words mean nothing- if she can say she loves me, anyone can. I barely even know what love feels like, it's pretty much meaningless
I told my therapist (I was 16) that I didn't believe my mother loved me at all. He TOLD HER that. She insisted that she loved me - but I sure wish she knew how to express it other than always putting me last.
My mum never once told me she loved me, she never cuddled or comforted me when I was little either.
My parents moved house basically every other year. For them it was a new job, new opportunities … for me it meant regularly losing all my friends, new school, etc. I never built up a circle of friends and have problems to do so until this day.
When I had a kid, I made sure she can go to the same school from kindergarden to the final exams (which start next week, BTW), so she doesn’t have to go through this.
Now she’s very keen on finally getting to know a different environment when she’ll start uni in autumn. Probably she’s around here, complaining that her parents stayed at the same boring place all her life… ;-)
See this isn't necessarily bad parenting, just differences in opinion. The longest I ever lived somewhere consecutively was 5 years and I've loved it. I've gotten to live all over the US and travel all through europe when I lived in germany. I'm very grateful for the cultural experiences I've gotten and it's opened my mind so much compared to if I only lived in one place. When it came to school, I also loved getting a new start every few years. For one move, I made up a new nickname as a dare from an old friend and just let it stick and abandoned it when I moved again. I may not have a big circle of friends, but all through my life I've developed close bonds with a few friends that to this day have stayed with me throughout the journey of my life. Some people prefer to have a secure, regular environment to call home and some could never imagine being restricted like that.
my dad trauma dumped all these really dark and twisted details of what he went through on me as if I was his therapist
I've always been open with my daughter about my mental health and substance abuse (she's never seen me drink, but I attemd 12-step meetings daily and I've received therapy on and off for most of her life). But I've never given her any details beyond "My brain says really mean things to me, and when I drink alcohol, I do really stupid things."
According to the OP, it would be wonderful if parents "are able to gauge their children's ability properly and help them fulfill their aspirations without putting their thoughts and expectations too heavily into them and allow them to grow within their capabilities, and at the same time instill and cultivate good moral values in them."
What's also crucial is that parents have good intentions and show their kids that they love and support them. "Spending time with them and showing up and encouraging them during their time of need is really important!"
However, the redditor pointed out that, at the end of the day, it's hard to say what makes a great parent. "I've heard of people thanking their tiger mom only after they have grown up, and looking back, they can understand why their parents did what they did."
responding with "do this because I said so". seems harmless, right? it can teach stubborn kids respect and obedience. My mom would often use it. I wasn't allowed to question things or point out mistakes. Now as an adult, I developed an inferior mindset. I'm often extremely obedient when interacting with people. I find it hard to find my own voice
I try not to say this to either of my kids. My daughter (10) has always accepted the first explanation and then does what was asked. My son (4), however, will ask "But why?" 35 times, and frankly, "because I said so" is often the only way he'll actually do it.
my dad would always buy my brother and i whatever we wanted if he hit or yelled at us. realizing now that i’m older it was just so we didn’t tell our mom
Laughing at me for various s**t even though they were joking. Music, hobbies, girlfriends, my body. I understand they were joking but it took a lot to get my confidence back and they also wonder why I don't tell them anything about my life.
Some of my cousins did this. If I hang out with them for a day, I feel like I need therapy the day after.
First - Being inconsistent. One day mom would overly obsess about my homework, or how clean my room was, or what I was going to "do with my life", etc., the next day it was all forgotten as if it never happened.
Second - If I mentioned wanting to do anything, I was given a long list of why it could and would go wrong to the point where I felt beaten down and didn't want to do it anymore, then I was accused of never sticking to anything.
Third - Telling me I wasn't trying, or not trying hard enough, when in reality I was trying as best I could. It simply made me realize that there was no point in my efforts, so why bother at all.
Growing up my father micromanaged everything to a point that he would decide how much time the window in my room will remain open, I wasn't allowed to open or close the window as I wish. This goes for everything, I had to take his permission for every little thing, I had no free will home was basically a military camp. I felt so suffocated in that house.
Wow, this is control freak and despot who's only 'kingdom' was his household
Lots of yelling and bulling, spanking, then go to church like a good little Christian family wtf 🤷♀️ very confusing upbringing that’s all I’m saying
Ignoring my autism diagnosis and acting as if I'll be fine in life if they treat me as they did my siblings. Turns out, a huge part of learning to navigate the world when you have autism involves learning coping strategies (that sometimes might not work for most people) and thus I was pushed into situations that caused meltdowns but without any coping strategies that actually worked I just became an anxious and depressed mess.
Making promises and not following through on them.
My mom lol. She says she'll do things or does things/says things and when I bring it up she denies it and tells me I'm gaslighting her
They stayed together “for me”, my mum made me her therapist at the ripe age of 10, my mum talked to me about our bad economy, my mum wouldn’t teach me how to talk care of myself at all until i was 16, my dad laughed and made fun of me when i failed at stuff, my dad used to jokingly almost drown me and put me in situations where i was afraid, my dad would call me a pig for eating a lot, my mum always felt the need to point out my acne even when i didn’t ask, they fought in front of me and used me to their advantages in the arguments, they only ever congratulated me when it came to grades and sports. When i was younger i never realised how bad all this was because it was all I knew, it wasn’t until I was 16 i realised how f****d up it all was
It makes me sad and angry these sorry f**k ups decided to have and keep children
had money but never let us kids have regular medical check ups/ never got us braces no matter how bad our teeth are and said its our responsibility to do those things when we’re older :// They did horrible things but this realization often made me tear up. For context, I have a lifetime illness that needs checking up every 3 months
So I just want to preface this by saying that I had a good childhood, my parents loved me, and I believe they really did try their best.
One of the things they did that I think is bad parenting is they constantly tried to make sure things were "equal" between me and my siblings. For example, for awhile they experimented with paying us extra allowance for good grades. I was always good in school, so I almost always ended up with all A's, so I got a lot of money. My sibling was (and still is) a lazy f**k so they would hardly get any except for PE. Despite that, my parents found ways to "even things out" so they would still have some spending money. It created an incentive for my sibling to continue being a lazy f**k, and disincentivized me working hard. I still did because I wanted to go to college, but it definitely created animosity.
I think parents should treat their kids equitably, but children are not equal and should not be treated like they are equal. Each is an individual with their own strengths and weaknesses, and what works for some may not work for others.
This one is really tricky and one of the reasons why I don't want to work with rewards. It's been proven to actually impair the children's incentive. And if someone constantly fails, because they just can't keep up in school or something, it will seriously damage their self esteem. It's bribing, and it doesn't work on humans as it did on Pavlov's dogs. We are complex social creatures with an inherent and unparalleled spring of creativity
They isolated and neglected me.
One of the worst forms of abuse. We are social creatures and withholding social interactions is a kind of torture
- Never gave me any encouragement to do anything. Anything I wanted to do was met with negativity and criticism. Looking back, I think they were trying some reverse psychology b******t, but I’ve never worked that way and now I just don’t try to do anything, really.
- My Dad was the youngest of three brothers which obviously made him think that little brothers are naturally superior and always told him that he didn’t have to listen to me or do what I said. Which baby brother took as wholesale permission to do whatever he wanted - go to my room and start wrecking s**t, take any of my stuff he wanted, etc and if I told him to stop it’s always “I don’t have to listen to you! I don’t have to listen to you! Ha ha!” Unsurprisingly he also ended up getting into trouble at school a lot. We had a really bad relationship until I moved out for University.
- Used to punish me for telling the truth, which just led to me lying and hiding things and never really telling them anything at all to be honest.
Why punishment, be it physical or emotional, doesn't work on kids.
Letting the TV be a babysitter.
"Kids, are you hugging the TV?" "Sorry, Dad, it just spent so much more time raising us."
Let me eat as much as I want, to the point that I weighed 131kg at my peak. Losing all s**t is hard man. But I'm down to 94kg now and let me tell you, there is no possibility that my future kid(s) will ever be obese.
This! My husband mother is like that, no sport in his family, just unhealthy food from beginning. His brother had stomach surgery, she has diabetes but still eat like there's no tomorrow. No one seems to see it. She still smuggling unhealthy sweets to him, despite he's 34. Really p**s me off.
Giving my brother a present on my birthday.
When I was very, very little I was given a present on my brother’s birthday. I was 3 years younger and I guess they didn’t think I understood that the day was about my brother. It stopped before I even remember, I was just told about it at some point. My parents also gave us a small Christmas when we were little too. We’re Jewish but lived in a very small town where over 99% was Christian. They felt it was too hard to explain to a four year old why Santa is coming to visit everyone we know but not us. They thought we’d get the message that we were “bad.” Again, stopped as we got older and didn’t believe in Santa. It was like a small present or two, Hanukkah was always our main holiday. I liked that my parents did both of those things and that it stopped when we got old enough to understand.
My parents weren’t bad parents but I would say they were kind of benignly neglectful. I was clothed and fed and loved but not guided in any way at all. Everything was up to me. If I did homework, if I brushed my teeth or bathed. if I went to school, applying for college. Luckily I’m pretty naturally a rule follower and self driven or who knows how I would have turned out.
I read a story recently about a family that are raising their children like this. They only teach their kids something if they show an interest in learning it. They're oldest is 9 and just now learning to read and write. I tried so hard not to judge the method since (afaik) there's no research on it. But I couldn't help but wonder if this would encourage entitlement.
Put a lock on my bedroom door
Brrr.. my mom locked me in my room only once ever (I was being a bratty teenager and I think she was at her wits' end), but I still remember feeling so powerless and awful. Don't do this.
Completely shut down any kind of relationship conversation. It was a blanket "no". Not up for debate. Ok, I grew up in a pretty conservative part of the world but that's not an excuse to treat having a boyfriend as sacrilegious. ( In my all girl's K - 12 school, a student could get expelled for talking to a boy over the school wall. )
Ten years later: "Why haven't you given me any grandchildren?! Are you gay or something??"
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My dad did this thing where if I was upset, unhappy, or wanted something, instead of just saying "no", he would say "your mom said no". My parents divorced when I was 2/3. He realized he could placate me and not have to be the bad guy by saying its my mom's fault that i cant have or do whatever it was. Took me many years to realize what he was doing. Made me so resentful and angry at my mom for no reason. She had no clue this was happening . It's a f****d thing to do to a kid. (Edit for typos)
My parents always fought each other. Every day I was scared that when and for what they will fight. My mom on daily basis used to b***h about my father and his family, and even her own family and basically every one else. They were happy only when they talk s**t about others.. I was always sad and awkward. Now Im married and have my own family. And they act all possesive and don't respect boundaries. Horrible people in general. But they have helped me whenever I need. So, I'm always confused angry or guilty
And my dad threaten to kill me if I don't do well in school. He hit me on the head ALL the time from elementary to highschool(maybe that's why I'm dumb and never did well in school or life). I was also suicidal back then too. AND just a few days ago he also threaten to kill me and mom have to hold him back. Guess I'll be broken forever
I love my parents and they are fantastic, but I have just realized that my mother has issues with food and weight and she has passed that down to me by always making comments about what I eat and pointing out when I gained weight. "You've been snacking a bit too much lately", "you're eating to much sugar/junk food", "you're starting to look a little pudgy, you should think about what you eat", stuff like that. I'm in my thirties and it's only now that i've realized just how much these constant comments has affected my relationship with food and my self image. And not just the comments but seeing her obsess over what she eats and her weight while growing up.
I didn't realize how good my parents were being to me until I noticed how bad their parents had been to them. Mom and dad had a lot to unlearn - and did so. Thanks, folks.
I can skip over my childhood experiences with my father, my mother was a saint but bullied by my dad just as much. I just skip to a few that still occurred whenever I would take my children to visit grandma. It would start at least a half hour before arriving at their home. Review of grandpa's rules: Never touch a wall. Never touch any part of a door other than the handle and hold handle to close door. Good forbid if the door closed and made noise. Only touch light switch, turn off any light not in use. Must use correct silver ware and place napkin on lap. God forbid if you reached for anything or spilled anything. No food or drink except at kitchen table. Meals at formal table. Chew with mouth closed, don't touch food with fingers, don't talk with food in your mouth. These rules applied even to young toddlers. These types of rules literally could go on for days. Only review most important ones to my father. The sickest rule of all. Grandsons could only shake his hand, men don't hug.
Why on God's green earth are you making your kids experience what you did?
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my parents aren’t consistent. my brother gets away with everything and there is obvious favoritism. some of it is because he’s a boy and everyone in my family loves him and treats him better. I make breakfast for my family daily because my parents are too lazy to get up and do it themselves. When i’m older i’m moving away and never looking back. they obviously hate me and are homophobic.
As I get older I am starting to realize that most parents are horrendous at being parents (including my own). Feeling defensive? Maybe sit for a minute and two and really consider everything in your relationship with your parents. It is NOT okay to put your parents above your spouse. It is NEVER okay to put your parents above your children. Finally, and I'll say this loud for the folks with their fingers in their ears: You OWE YOUR PARENTS NOTHING!!! and if that makes you feel uncomfortable or defensive, there is a problem, a deep deep problem.l with exploring
“no wonder the kids at school don’t like you” because of a tic i have that they find annoying (NOTE this is from my biological father who does really try hard i have no idea why he says this and it makes my so sad)
Anything and everything my dad ever did to punish me has f****d me up in so many ways. If you’re a parent then never be like my dad and you’ll be fine
i have decent parents not much bad stuff except pushing their religion on me, i have no interest in having bible study yea sure i believe in God and pray but do i really have to go to the bible study class and another thing is they say its okay to cry but when i do cry they always ask questions, do i need a reason to cry, oh and they say i can tell them things but i already know if i tell them certain things their gonna be pissed
its probably why i dont trust people about my problems
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This will sound like a "positive" to many people, but as an only child I had tons of toys, annual vacations to Disney, never had to clean up anything, do laundry, cook anything, have regularly assigned chores, etc. My "job" was to get good grades - not perfect grades, just good grades. I was not encouraged to learn any life skills, in fact, just the opposite - I was never given the chance to really do anything wrong. I struggled learning to take care of myself later in life, and decades later I struggle with expecting other people to fix things for me, and when I do mess up, I struggle with taking responsibility or hiding the mistake. I grew up thinking, and ultimately believing, what a lucky child I was. Now I see that they just never did anything to prepare me for being an adult, having adult feelings and relationships.
My dad was incredibly mentally, verbally, emotionally abusive. I was his favourite target. Mum would then gaslight me that it was my fault. Even now, I'm past 40 and working through the trauma, Mum shrugs it off like "I was depressed. Your dad was stressed from work. You should have helped us." I was a KID! Their emotional well-being was NOT my responsibility. I grew up with no sense of boundaries, no social skills, no understanding of how to have healthy relationships. Severe CPTSD. I got advanced degrees but I can't function. I echoed the behaviour because that's all I knew. I know I hurt people, and I hate myself for it. I'm finally learning boundaries, coping skills, relationships, etc. My small solace: they refuse to look like anything less than perfect parents. So instead of luxuriating and travelling through their retirement, they're stuck supporting me until I'm finished my treatment and able to live independently. So they are literally paying for their mistakes.
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My dad did this thing where if I was upset, unhappy, or wanted something, instead of just saying "no", he would say "your mom said no". My parents divorced when I was 2/3. He realized he could placate me and not have to be the bad guy by saying its my mom's fault that i cant have or do whatever it was. Took me many years to realize what he was doing. Made me so resentful and angry at my mom for no reason. She had no clue this was happening . It's a f****d thing to do to a kid. (Edit for typos)
My parents always fought each other. Every day I was scared that when and for what they will fight. My mom on daily basis used to b***h about my father and his family, and even her own family and basically every one else. They were happy only when they talk s**t about others.. I was always sad and awkward. Now Im married and have my own family. And they act all possesive and don't respect boundaries. Horrible people in general. But they have helped me whenever I need. So, I'm always confused angry or guilty
And my dad threaten to kill me if I don't do well in school. He hit me on the head ALL the time from elementary to highschool(maybe that's why I'm dumb and never did well in school or life). I was also suicidal back then too. AND just a few days ago he also threaten to kill me and mom have to hold him back. Guess I'll be broken forever
I love my parents and they are fantastic, but I have just realized that my mother has issues with food and weight and she has passed that down to me by always making comments about what I eat and pointing out when I gained weight. "You've been snacking a bit too much lately", "you're eating to much sugar/junk food", "you're starting to look a little pudgy, you should think about what you eat", stuff like that. I'm in my thirties and it's only now that i've realized just how much these constant comments has affected my relationship with food and my self image. And not just the comments but seeing her obsess over what she eats and her weight while growing up.
I didn't realize how good my parents were being to me until I noticed how bad their parents had been to them. Mom and dad had a lot to unlearn - and did so. Thanks, folks.
I can skip over my childhood experiences with my father, my mother was a saint but bullied by my dad just as much. I just skip to a few that still occurred whenever I would take my children to visit grandma. It would start at least a half hour before arriving at their home. Review of grandpa's rules: Never touch a wall. Never touch any part of a door other than the handle and hold handle to close door. Good forbid if the door closed and made noise. Only touch light switch, turn off any light not in use. Must use correct silver ware and place napkin on lap. God forbid if you reached for anything or spilled anything. No food or drink except at kitchen table. Meals at formal table. Chew with mouth closed, don't touch food with fingers, don't talk with food in your mouth. These rules applied even to young toddlers. These types of rules literally could go on for days. Only review most important ones to my father. The sickest rule of all. Grandsons could only shake his hand, men don't hug.
Why on God's green earth are you making your kids experience what you did?
Load More Replies... my parents aren’t consistent. my brother gets away with everything and there is obvious favoritism. some of it is because he’s a boy and everyone in my family loves him and treats him better. I make breakfast for my family daily because my parents are too lazy to get up and do it themselves. When i’m older i’m moving away and never looking back. they obviously hate me and are homophobic.
As I get older I am starting to realize that most parents are horrendous at being parents (including my own). Feeling defensive? Maybe sit for a minute and two and really consider everything in your relationship with your parents. It is NOT okay to put your parents above your spouse. It is NEVER okay to put your parents above your children. Finally, and I'll say this loud for the folks with their fingers in their ears: You OWE YOUR PARENTS NOTHING!!! and if that makes you feel uncomfortable or defensive, there is a problem, a deep deep problem.l with exploring
“no wonder the kids at school don’t like you” because of a tic i have that they find annoying (NOTE this is from my biological father who does really try hard i have no idea why he says this and it makes my so sad)
Anything and everything my dad ever did to punish me has f****d me up in so many ways. If you’re a parent then never be like my dad and you’ll be fine
i have decent parents not much bad stuff except pushing their religion on me, i have no interest in having bible study yea sure i believe in God and pray but do i really have to go to the bible study class and another thing is they say its okay to cry but when i do cry they always ask questions, do i need a reason to cry, oh and they say i can tell them things but i already know if i tell them certain things their gonna be pissed
its probably why i dont trust people about my problems
Load More Replies... My father What's more like my best friend and not necessarily What's more like my best friend and Choose
This will sound like a "positive" to many people, but as an only child I had tons of toys, annual vacations to Disney, never had to clean up anything, do laundry, cook anything, have regularly assigned chores, etc. My "job" was to get good grades - not perfect grades, just good grades. I was not encouraged to learn any life skills, in fact, just the opposite - I was never given the chance to really do anything wrong. I struggled learning to take care of myself later in life, and decades later I struggle with expecting other people to fix things for me, and when I do mess up, I struggle with taking responsibility or hiding the mistake. I grew up thinking, and ultimately believing, what a lucky child I was. Now I see that they just never did anything to prepare me for being an adult, having adult feelings and relationships.
My dad was incredibly mentally, verbally, emotionally abusive. I was his favourite target. Mum would then gaslight me that it was my fault. Even now, I'm past 40 and working through the trauma, Mum shrugs it off like "I was depressed. Your dad was stressed from work. You should have helped us." I was a KID! Their emotional well-being was NOT my responsibility. I grew up with no sense of boundaries, no social skills, no understanding of how to have healthy relationships. Severe CPTSD. I got advanced degrees but I can't function. I echoed the behaviour because that's all I knew. I know I hurt people, and I hate myself for it. I'm finally learning boundaries, coping skills, relationships, etc. My small solace: they refuse to look like anything less than perfect parents. So instead of luxuriating and travelling through their retirement, they're stuck supporting me until I'm finished my treatment and able to live independently. So they are literally paying for their mistakes.
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