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What's something your parent's did during your childhood you still ain't forgive them for.

I got a bunch of little petty stuff like my parents giving my N64 to my sister only for her to lose it. But nothing really serious. One recent thing I found out that happened back when I was a kid had me mad as hell though
My sister was babysitting some kid I think and she brought him to the house. One of the dogs bit his ass. Nothing serious. The dog never showed anything violent before. He was just protective over us. He was a rescue dog that was great. Anyway when we ended up moving I guess the HOA didn't want a dog that bit someone there. So my parents said told us they put him down. I was mad as hell because he was a great dog. Fast track to this year. I don't remember how the convo started but my mom told me they didn't put him down and just gave him away. I was like why in the fuck would you tell a little kid you put the dog down when you really just gave him away.
 
Break up

Not value education

Never came to any of my games and I played sports year round my whole school career

Put bills in my name. I had a gas bill when I was 12.

Smoke cigarettes when I had bad eyes. My vision was already messed up but the cig smoke made it worse. Ended up getting PRK surgery when I was in the Marine Corp

Never taught me about finances
 
Los216 said:
Break up

Not value education

Never came to any of my games and I played sports year round my whole school career

Put bills in my name. I had a gas bill when I was 12.

Smoke cigarettes when I had bad eyes. My vision was already messed up but the cig smoke made it worse. Ended up getting PRK surgery when I was in the Marine Corp

Never taught me about finances
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Lmao. It was mostly jokes till it got to this post.

This shit is to real
 
King Freeman said:
When I was 11 my parents sent me and my sister to Guyana for an entire summer vacation. 2 months. I just wanted to be on the block with my friends but they wasn't having it. Sent us down by ourselves to stay with family nfg.

I never been anywhere without my parents that long so that was crazy but doing that in a third world country took it to an entire new level. Electricity was limited. We had to use washroom and shower outside. It was alot.

The neighborhood dogs would group up and congregate on some gang shit at night and be chilling around the 2 houses. I guess someone left the gate open so I'm in one of the out houses (this one of the poorest countries in the world) taking a shit and open the door and it's like 10 fucking wild dogs out that bitch. I had a healthy fear of dogs as a child so I was fucked up. Had to sit in that stinking out house for like a hour crying till someone came for me.

It's been like 25 years and the family homes got plumbing now and my brother building 1 more and renovating the house my mom grew up in but I don't think I'm going back there ever. That was the worst vacation experience lol. Bees looked like mice with wings. Goats just run up on you nfg. You'd think you could go swim in the ocean but nah that shit didn't even look safe to dip ya foot in. The water was just brown. I ain't know what a fucking mongoose is but knew to run if someone scream that shit. Cousin kept calling me charles Barkley or sir charles. That was the first time I knocked someone unconscious. 11 years old lol. Swear to god. $1200 a flight and I legit might go out on some 1000 ways to die type shit. Relatives asking my fam when I'm coming back.
Fuck outta here.

I'm being funny but I'm triggered rn. Woat experience. Did not want to be there. First night looking out the window at the moon on some Pixar shit realizing how far I was from home. Single tear running down my cheek. And when I came back my turtle was gone. These niggas legit forgot to feed and change the water in the little tank. Found my nigga in the basement months later all shriveled up. He crawled into the vent and fell down to the basement. I'll never forgive my parents for that lol. EVER.

Ok I'm done. Needed to get my shit off.




Get ya shit off.

We healing.
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You're in Toronto, right?
 
AZTG said:
Lmao. It was mostly jokes till it got to this post.

This shit is to real
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They both dropped out of school in High School. I was a straight A student all the way up until High School. They never talked to me about higher education and any education ambitions but they would brag to people about how good I was doing in school. They never helped me with homework or any projects ever but when it was time to talk about how I was doing they made sure that you knew I was their son. I hated that shit.

The bills being in my name and not teaching me about finances go hand in hand. Fucked up part is I saw my name in the gas bill a long time before I knew what it really was. When I got older I realized how fucked up it was to do that to your child.
 
Dwayne said:
I cop a pair a few years ago. My shit all beat up as you can see

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it was these! I was mad af but i wore them. The shits bubbled up so fast at the front.

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This reminds me of a story my boy told me.

Him and his little bro just got to the states. They didnt know english or the culture. He musta been 12 or 13.

Their pops goes and get them shoes for school, but they happen to be power puff girl shoes. Lmao. He figures he sees kids on the shoes and thinks its ok.

My boy and his lil bro get roasted like crazy on their first day. Even not knowing the language they knew everyone was making fun of them.

Years later he was still hurt. Voice was breaking when he told me the story.
 
Since my mom had a six figure job opportunity in retail in another state they had half the fam move to AZ halfway during my 8th grade.

I ended up in a middle school where everyone was skate boarding and I automatically moved to popular status bc I was from Chicago and that instantly meant to them that I seen violent death before my very eyes regularly.

I was in a middle school and this all american valley high blonde chick (think of the most stereotypical AZ white chick) was coming on to me bc I didn't know how the bus system worked getting home n damn near forgot where I lived.

I ended up fucking that girl no protection.

My dad came thru to AZ a lil later and couldn't find work in his field (years later I think he just wanted to stay in Chicago n didn't try hard enough) and we all ended up moving back. Was the right move bc where my mom transferred to closed down and the business eventually shut down permanently.

Wild shit is I might have a lil 100% white man out there

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ChicagoFigure said:
Since my mom had a six figure job opportunity in retail in another state they had half the fam move to AZ halfway during my 8th grade.

I ended up in a middle school where everyone was skate boarding and I automatically moved to popular status bc I was from Chicago and that instantly meant to them that I seen violent death before my very eyes regularly.

I was in a middle school and this all american valley high blonde chick (think of the most stereotypical AZ white chick) was coming on to me bc I didn't know how the bus system worked getting home n damn near forgot where I lived.

I ended up fucking that girl no protection.

My dad came thru to AZ a lil later and couldn't find work in his field (years later I think he just wanted to stay in Chicago n didn't try hard enough) and we all ended up moving back. Was the right move bc where my mom transferred to closed down and the business eventually shut down permanently.

Wild shit is I might have a lil 100% white man out there

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Fatherlessness in the white community is running rampant!
 
"Borrowed" the candy money from my school shit in elementary

them people had me in the office with the police and everything

that was about the most homeless but there's a lot.....i've washed most of it....dont wanna carry resentment
 
Los216 said:
Break up

Not value education

Never came to any of my games and I played sports year round my whole school career

Put bills in my name. I had a gas bill when I was 12.

Smoke cigarettes when I had bad eyes. My vision was already messed up but the cig smoke made it worse. Ended up getting PRK surgery when I was in the Marine Corp

Never taught me about finances
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Honestly, I can't really even say there was shit that my parents did that I hold against them, even though we got a lot of this in common. For example:

Break up - Fuck it. Looking back on it, my parents breaking up was the best thing for my sister and I.

Never came to any of my games - My mom came on rare occasions, but she also always had at least 2 jobs. So I always knew what the deal was. It be like that sometimes. Whatever.

Put bills in my name - This was kinda just a thing that happened when I was a kid. Me and all my friends. I had the cable bill in my name since I was like 6.

Smoke cigarettes - My mom ain't give a fuck about smoking inside. She ain't give a fuck about 2nd hand smoke. Still don't. But she old school like that. Shit like that was less clear when I was a kid. Today, she'd prolly smoke outside if there were young kids around.

Never taught me about finances - How I'ma be mad at my mom - who's shitty with money and has no financial literacy - to team me anything about finances? Shit wasn't even her fault.
 
I'll drop my own experiences tomorrow but i'll mention my cousin's one 'cause i know he'll never forgive his mum for this shit.

At 8-9 yrs old.. she told him he was going to Disneyland Paris. He never mentioned a detour, so I don't know how at the airport he didn't realise it was a set-up ting.

He ended up in Nigeria, having to spend a whole year of boarding school over there. From eating jolly ranchers (his favourite) in Chicago to eating amala with ogbono soup (lol he still can't stand it) in Lagos.

Should have at least checked to see if there was a return ticket. After that set-up, he's never gone on a plane trip with his mum since.

Once he told me, for the next couple years, I called him "Fresh Prince of Chi-city" Lol.
 
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King Freeman said:
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Yeah, makes sense then. Lotta Guyanese folks there. My Guyanese extended family been there for decades. Grandmother (RIP) lived maybe 10 min away from Eaton Center in a high rise apt. Uncle drove the city bus and lived in a fairly nice apartment. Him and my stepfather used to tell us stories of just how rough it was living in Guyana.

When I was really young our sitter growing up was Guyanese and this family that watched me and one of my sisters after school were as well. Everybody had stories about how impoverished it was, the kids that started out there were happy with shit I took for granted, like having a toilet in the house. Cousins from London, England flew out to Detroit to stay for a couple of weeks every year used to talk about how hard life was and how much better shit got once they moved to London.

It's a country I have on my bucket list to visit. One chick I grew up with ended up getting in trouble and wound up getting deported back there. She's one of them that started out life in Guyana.
 
I was in 7th grade and it was spring break. I thought I was just going to be lazy. Nope. I get home and parts of the living room had dry wall pulled down. There was a letter hanging from the ceiling fan stating to tear down the rest of it when my brothers got home.

Another one was a time my auntie have us a deep freezer and we didn't have a circuit for it. So me and my brothers were on this little room in the basement that had the circuit. My back was facing the door opening and I'm talking to my brothers about idk why we need another circuit cause we ain't got food anyway.

So you know when somebody sees someone behind you but you don't know it? Well my pops was behind me and I looked and he was pissed. Funny enough I'm an electrician and the shit he did was illegal af. I give him shit about that til this day. Leave the electrical work to trained proffesionals.
 
When I was a kid, I had Transformers and Gobots out the ass, but my most prized possession was this:

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The 1st Generation Jetfire. I bought it mainly because I was also a huge Robotech head, and Jetfire is a dead-ringer for a Valkyrie VF-1 all the way down to the three transformation modes. I rarely ever played with it, and when I got to high school all of my Transformers and Gobots sat in a box up in my closet.

Fast forward to the end of March, 1991. Winter semester is over and I come home for the spring and summer from my first year of college. After kicking my sister out of my room and re-claiming it, I went into my closet to pull out the transformers to dust them off and catalog them... Except they weren't there. Whole box was gone. I figured maybe they all got moved to the basement so I went and asked moms about it.

"Oh, I gave those away to my friend's kids down the street. The boys didn't really have a lot to play with and you're in college now so I figured you wouldn't mind..."

I just walked away. I was literally ready to yell and cuss at moms over that shit. I had the complete Constructacons AND Combaticons, Soundwave and ALL of the cassettes, Jetfire, Shockwave, my brother's Megatron and Starscream, and a bunch of others. I even had one of the stackable Gobots, the one with the lamborghini for an arm (can't remember their names for shit).


A week later I discovered she also gave away one of my game consoles.

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My grandmother bought me a Vectrex in '84 for Christmas. By the time I went off to college, I had every game for it except the ones for the light pen, 3D goggles, and Pole Position, which I could never find. When my bedroom got cluttered with my other computers and consoles, we permanently set up the Vectrex in the basement. I had crew falling through all the time back in high school just to play it even though we all had an NES and the latest games for it.

One night about a week or two after I got home from freshman year, I decided I wanted to play some Star Castle and went down to the basement. It wasn't there. I stormed back up to the livingroom and asked about it and, sure as shit, she gave it to the same ass kids down the block.

I went upstairs, grabbed my keys and my wallet, and just drove off for a few hours until I calmed down.
 
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