From anyone - friends, family, random strangers, etc. I'm pretty sure I can't be the only one that gets beat over the head for being with someone.

My parents found out that we were seeing each other in March 2006, after we had been for half a year. It was the first day during spring break and my mom saw us hug on the front lawn before he left in the afternoon. She put me in my room, closed the door, and lectured me for a couple hours. When dad came home, she told him and he totally exploded. He was yelling at me in the middle of the house until my sister had to go to sleep, so we went to my room where he continued yelling at me until about 3 in the morning.

I tried to sleep then, except I could tell the lights were on in the rest of the house and that my dad was standing outside the door from the shadows in the crack. He walked in and out of my room a couple times and slammed the door while I was on my bed... It was dark so I couldn't see too much. I asked him what he was doing and he wouldn't say anything. Eventually I fell asleep and the next morning I woke up and my camera, contacts, and a bunch of books were gone. I didn't get them back for two months and every time my dad got angry, he'd go to my room and take more things. Eventually, the only thing I had in my room was a bed and a half-empty closet.

That's the beginning.
It gets worse farther on (my parents have been absolutely bonkers because of us for more than a year now)... but I'll post the rest as the thread grows!

I never really catalogued what's happened since, so I thought I might as well start somehow.

0.0 nothing like that...

Wow. I feel sorry for you.

It's only bad while it lasts. It made me grow a lot mentally and physically so... I dunno, I'm pretty happy with my life anyway.

C'mon, bust out those tragic stories!

I'm sure I'll have some if and when my Mom finds out that I'm dating.

Aww that sucks. But at least you have your computer!

My significant other.. I haven't sacraficed as much as you did. I can't even think of anything similar to that. But when my I told my parents that I had a boyfriend, they bitched at me, day after day, until they got tired and they were suppperrrrr strict. That was all.

omg that's horrible!!!

i've never had to fight that badly for my S.O... or had anybody worth fighting for, hahah.
except for the one time my then-bf was flying into the country to visit all his friends/i, and my parents happened to coincidentally ground me for 2 out of the 4 days he was here. eh... i'll admit, i displayed pretty "bad attitude" to them, which was the reason i got grounded, but still. i pleaded and begged them to move the punnishment AFTER he left the country, but noooo.

it sucked his ex gf's saw him more than i did.
but oh well.

Wow. That sucks >.<
His friends freaked out. They don't really like me XD
Well a few do, cause we have close mutual friends, but the other ones hate me for no reason...well there is a reason, but it's stupid.It's not social status or anything like that.
So we had to keep it a secret.
Then one day I got mad, and asked him why we're even going out if he can't stand up for me. And then he got scared, and said he'll think about telling his friends (who threatened to drop him if he went out with me), which of course, got me a bit more mad, because I know they won't drop him over a girlfriend...and I don't know what he's worried about. He's an amazing friend and they wouldn't abandon him over me. So the next day, he simply said: "You know what, screw them".
and yeah.
It's okay now...I guess.
They still dislike me -_-

When I was a senior in a high school, I had "the boyfriend". Nobody liked him. I lost all of my friends because they said our relationship was unhealthy. Everytime I tried to break up with him I wound up back with him. He even moved to my school becaused my grandmother would not let me see him at all. Long story short, I got kicked out of my house for wanting to be with him and go to prom with him. I lived in my car, stayed with friends until it was time to go to college in the fall.


Funny thing: He broke up with me before prom (like a couple days). And during prom, he never once told me how pretty I looked. He just talked about some other girl...his new girlfriend.

Live & Learn.

The most I ever went through for a guy, well, was really definitive for both of us as people, I suppose. Right from the getgo, my parents hated him because he was so much older than me. Not only that, but they thought that he was my first boyfriend (surely, he wasn't).

After I ran out for a weekend without telling my parents, they called his parents over to my house and had a serious talk. I had gotten home half an hour later than they wanted us back, but we had hit traffic on the way back from San Francisco. My "father" kept blaming him, calling him irresponsible and such, and I kept screaming back at him that it wasn't his fault. He hit me for the first time in years. I was pretty damn hysterical. My parents gave him the third degree.

A few weeks later, I had a day off. On my days off, I HAD always acted as a damn free babysitter; unfortunately, I was sick of it so I took advantage of that day. I had snuck out the night before to stay at his place and had the misfortune of being caught. My parents demanded I go home, indirectly by calling my best friend at the time. I did go home--only to find two children waiting for me, so I said peace the hell out and went out. That night, I was beaten black and blue and eventually was taken by child protective services about a week later. Thaaaat's about as detailed as I wanna get, but yeah. I've been through a lot for a (former) significant other.

There was another incident with a different guy that my "dad" wanted me to rat out. I refused to and ended up walking to school for a month and half because he's an immature, sorry excuse and threw a bitch fit over me not opening my damn mouth.

I consistantly get beat on for having a 15 year old girlfriend and a long distance relationship. I now have triggered responses in my brain for possitive replies...

They say, "Long distance relationship?!"
I say, "At least we'll never get sick of eachother. :]"

They say, "15 years old!?"
I say, "I'm not a scumbag, I asked her parents if we could be in a relationship before I even persued it."

Also, I tend to deal with miscommunication ofver the phone and the internet... >,< Sometimes it's absolutly horrible. Also, we both tend to get moody with life, and take it out on eachother. I guess you could say that we fight... a lot.

I don't really care though. It's not a burden for me in the long run, and every time we're together I remember why I do it all. :] *sigh* *dreams*

As a parent, I just sit back, read that first post and think to myself, why the hell do people do that?

Now granted, my kid is only 7 years old and I haven't even begun to deal with those situations, so perspective is in check. However, I can't imagine reacting that way to anything he'd do, unless it were illegal and even then, if he was hurting himself or hurting someone else.

Then again, I'm perpetually accused of being "too liberal" from many of my passionately conservative, religious family members.

I think so much pain and heartache between parents and their children could be avoided if fathers and mothers would talk to their children like they were equals. I'm not saying that children should have the same rights and priveledges ultimately, but we are all human beings. We should all talk to eachother as such. There is enough sorrow and drama in this world as it is. Emotional and physical abuse is never the answer and I can see that to some extent in the first post, and without a shadow of a doubt in Anna's.

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I don't have a good example of what I've dealt with for an "SO." My relationships have never been long lasting and certainly no one has been able to stick around for my situation(s).

I ultimately have no complaints and am very much at peace with my life, other than a joke of a relationship with my mother (but that's an entirely different story and not one I really feel like getting into at the moment).

My son and I are best friends and my hope is that we shall always remain as such. I can only wish that he is comfortable enough to share with me the relationships he has with others in the future, male or female.

Um, wow. . . you parents . . . .
And he took away your contacts? wtf, lol.
That doesn't make sense at all. . .
I'm sorry about that, but I'm glad to hear that you
and your boyfriend are still going strong. . . .


My current boyfriend is in Scotland for college,
and I only get to see him once every few months. . .
It gets hard. . . really hard sometimes.

I had my boyfriend on the front lawn another time because we were thinking about getting coffee. Then my mom walked outside and saw us and was just like, WTF NO. Basically the same things that happened on day one happened again, except I got yelled at/lectured until five in the morning. I finally got tired of my dad telling me that I was a dirty whore and told him I was going to sleep, and he wouldn't let me. I remember him saying exactly that, "If I'm not getting any sleep, neither are you." He wouldn't really let me leave the room either, so I just sat in the living room for the next three hours with eyes open while he paced around the house slamming doors and throwing things.

There were a couple instances where my mom would just get furious with me even though I hadn't seen my boyfriend, because her memory of me hugging someone pissed her off. She'd just take me to my room, lecture me, and eventually throw things at me. Whenever I did anything wrong at all, even if it was not turning the sink off fast enough, she'd start yelling and eventually it'd lead from turning the sink off faster to why I couldn't have a boyfriend and how it turned me into a worse person.

I got sick of that too a couple times and told her to let me know when she was going to be civil about it so we could discuss it diplomatically. When she kept yelling and I just pulled out my homework, she jumped in front of me and started choking me with her hands.

It didn't really affect me too much since she didn't know how and I've always been stronger than her, so I just watched her face while she did. Emotionally I was too screwed over and tired of her dumb antics to care that my mom was attempting to kill me.

Haha, and Tina... I didn't have a computer for long. I never owned a computer or a cell phone, and soon after the hugging tragedy I was banned from the computer and the house phone... my parents disconnected the phone and took it with them every time they left the house, even if it was only for a half hour. It's comical, really.

more later.

I've never had to deal with anything that tough.

I did get some objections from my friends about how old my first boyfriend was. They didn't say that I shouldn't date him but they were just worried about the age difference. We broke up eventually, but it was our decision and not because of my friends' influence.