Toggle navigation
Toggle navigation
Home
DCUM Forums
Nanny Forums
Events
About DCUM
Advertising
Search
Recent Topics
Hottest Topics
FAQs and Guidelines
Privacy Policy
Your current identity is: Anonymous
Login
Preview
Subject:
Forum Index
»
Off-Topic
Reply to "Crazy shit your parents did"
Subject:
Emoticons
More smilies
Text Color:
Default
Dark Red
Red
Orange
Brown
Yellow
Green
Olive
Cyan
Blue
Dark Blue
Violet
White
Black
Font:
Very Small
Small
Normal
Big
Giant
Close Marks
[quote=Anonymous][quote=Anonymous]Like many others, lots and lots of physical abuse. Belts, hairbrushes, hands, fists. More than once a teacher would ask about a bruise on my face. When I got older it was punches, and a few times my mom pushed us down the stairs. My dad whipped us with towels (really painful) and the belt buckle of the belt. He would smoke pot and drive with the windows rolled up. Driving drunk was never a problem for either parent. My parents idea of quality time was putting us in the guest room with the TV on all day. Or we were allowed to play on the street on our bikes, totally unsupervised. We only went to the doctor or dentist when we absolutely had to - it was considered too expensive. My parents wore only designer clothes and expensive shoes and flew only first class (we were dumped in Coach with me, the eldest, watching a 4 and 5 year old). I broke my finger and it was never set. My sister's school nurse told my mom she had broken her big toe - my poor sister hobbled around on a broken foot for a painful week. Any accident we had (like knocking over milk or falling) warranted a hard smack. My mom left us in hot cars (I could open the door, so it was also unlocked) for hours while she shopped. I never wore a seatbealt, and usually sat in the front seat. My sisters stopped using carseats once they were toddlers. We drank gallons of lemonade, but were prohibited drinking milk for some reason (supposedly it made you fat?). During vacations we were kicked outside to wait until my parents were done getting high and having sex. We could see them. My dad was 35 and my mom was 20. Both college educated, upper middle class. Like many others, they lost interest in kids around the time I turned 5. Of course they had three kids by then. They have little interest in their grandkids besides cute photographs they can display. When asked about my sisters and I (all successful), they take credit for everything but say that they did it all for us. In reality, my parents didnt want me doing any extracurricular activities because it meant picking me up (I wasn't allowed to drive since "My car is too nice and you're too dumb"). [/quote] Forgot to mention we also were called hookers like other posters. "You look like a hooker with those big boobs" (thanks mom, that's genetics). My dad referred to my sister as a barfly, and mentioned this in her wedding toast. [/quote]
Options
Disable HTML in this message
Disable BB Code in this message
Disable smilies in this message
Review message
Search
Recent Topics
Hottest Topics