the official parental complaint thread Options

[*not_your_average*]

Let it all hang out here. We love our parents, but they annoy the shit out of us sometimes. This thread is just for venting. NOT AN ADVICE THREAD. If you want advice, post a topic in the forum.
Discuss.

Let's start with my dad. I love him very much. However, he's way too overprotective, especially when it comes to the opposite sex. My sister is eighteen, and she's never had a boyfriend. Ever. He always yells at me for things I haven't done, and he has no respect for my privacy. For example, when I'm on the computer, he always looks at my IMs and looks at the screennames. ("Who is that person? How old are they? Do they go to school with you?") He just doesn't get it. He doesn't get that I'm not six anymore. He doesn't understand that I need my space and privacy more often. I'm growing up. I wish he'd just realize that.

The only thing that keeps me from hating him is the fact that he's doing everything he's doing out of love for me.

[Hiphop d[-_-]b]

My moms delirious (sp?) and delusional. Basically, were poor. ( And the reason we still have a computer with internet is because my dads life consists of beer and tv. And we told him if the computer had to go when we were selling things to cut save money, that the tv had to go to. ) And it drives her crazy I guess. And I know she sees how me ang my brother struggle with not having anything knew and having to reuse clothes and share clothes and everything, but i swear shes pyscho. In her mind she makes up clothes that she bought me and argues with me. I have to walk to school in the harsh wind and rain, without anything to protect myself because we couldnt afford any clothes. That is, until i started hustling again to buy myself a jacket

I cant even, EXPLAIN how pathetic my mother is. Shes unfit to even be a mother. I dont even remember anything good out of my childhood from my family. All i remember is arguments,crying,my dad drunk, my dad beating up my mom, my dad leaving, my mom crying,my brother sitting in his room, ignoring it all and turning to drugs, then the anger HAS ALWAYS been taken out on me. ALWAYS. fslkbvalk akfhsalkvb IM SO JUST. ANGRY INSIDE.

The only memory i have of my mom, from when i was a child is her calling me names. Calling me, fat. Calling me a pig, calling stupid and lazy. Telling me i was a bitch, yelling at me, hitting me.

And my dad. He might as well have never been there. I had a father, but never a father figure. He sat on the couch, drunk, watching his TV. Both my parents have serious, serious, anger management problems that they both dont want to admit. And they are both so headstrong and stubborn and ignorant, and they dont want to admit to eachother that neither was wrong or right.

My dad tried kicking me to death.

My mom forced me into therapy.
And wonders why im so angry at her and my dad.

Im not even mad .. that we cant afford anything at the moment. Im not even mad that i have no clothes, and that I can never dress like everybody else with nice clothes. Im just SO pissed off that she acts like she gives me everything. She lies to herself, and convinces herself that she buys me new jeans, and new shirts, and new shoes every month.

Ive had two pairs of shoes, for the past two years. Hah, Shes so stupid.

My dad wonders why i hate him so. And im not even going to get into that.

My parents call me ungrateful. When i have SHIT to be grateful for, but a roof under my head, which half of the time they have kicked me out of.

I buy my own food, and i cook it. With money, i have earned on the streets.

Whoo. That made me feel better.
Looking at my sig pic, it never would seem like i have a life like this =\