What’s The Weird Thing Your Parents Ban You From? 

When I was a kid, my mom banned my older brother and I from watching Ed, Edd and Eddy because we kept on repeating the same jokes from the series. We hated the rule and would sometimes watch it in secret without her or our dad knowing it but if they found out we'd get punished by one of us losing tv privileges. It didn't take until we were in high school and middle school respectively we were allowed to watch Ed, Edd and Eddy again seeing they couldn't ban us from one of our favorite childhood shows, yet we were allowed to watch shows like Samurai Jack, Rocko's Modern Life, Kablam, etc. To this day, I'm an anime and cartoon nerd and still watch Ed, Edd and Eddy to this day. One of my personal favorite classics.

My folks wouldn’t let me watch Pokémon. They said that it was legalized cockfighting. The topic got brought up again recently, and that only turned out to be PART of the reason. My parents recognized that my brain was wired in such a way that I HAD to collect things, so when they heard the catchphrase “gotta catch ‘em all” they knew to keep me far away from it.

My mom had a weird rule of equality. If my balloon flew away, brother's must too. It got us close though, we shared a lot of things and still do like interests and food. Another rule was that if we smoked, we were kicked out of the house. Learned years later it was because my aunt has lung cancer and my cousin did not stop smoking during her pregnancy. We don't smoke at least. Third was to not touch grampa's pear juice. He used to be an alcoholic but switched to pear juice after my great uncle died from hypothermia while drunk. Weird rules but they have a good reason behind them.

My step parent would make these weirdly specific rules but would ultimately backfire on him. First rule I remember is any bread that he brought into the house was only for peanut butter and jelly. If you made any other sandwich you would get in trouble. My older brother had a job at this point so he would buy us bread we could use for whatever we wanted.

So... my mother was Mother Gothel: I was not allowed to cut my hair. Specifically, it had to always be long enough to braid, so a bit bellow my shoulders. She liked playing with it, so I had to keep it at a length that she could style. This sucked for me for a number of reasons, the least of which being that I was really into Sailor Moon and my favorite character was Amy, who had very short hair, and I wad bummed that I couldn't get my own styled like that. My freshman year of college was the turning point, as during move-in, my mom would grab my ponytail to get my attention, to make sure I was doing what she wanted me to. That was the final straw. After she left and was back at home (a good three hours away) I decided I would get the haircut I always wanted. Naturally, I still felt guilty about it, so I called her, telling her I was getting my hair cut. First words out of her mouth: "You're not getting it cut too short, are you?" I told her I was donating it to charity, and they only needed ten inches. This satisfied her and was technically true. They did ONLY need ten inches. Three days later, I donated twenty-six. It was so liberating. And there was nothing she could do about it. She eventually grew to accept my new haircut and even admitted it looked cute on me, so I consider that a win.

I have a rebuttal for story 10. NO not all parents make their kids call them ma'am and sir. And even though THEY think it's a sign of respect, it most certainly is NOT. It's a form of control that really should go the way of the caveman at this point. Now onto the story I have to share. My grandma loved telling stories about things we did as children and about my aunts, uncle and mom when they were growing up. Here's one that comes to mind right now that my mom did as a young child. My grandma's house has always been the house to play and hang out at. Even as a child going to grandma's house was the best because we could run around and play in the yard, go around the corner to the park, pull out whatever board game we wanted to play, or watch all sorts of movies that she had which we didn't at home. It was the place to hang out even when my mom was growing up. My mom's cousins would come over to play and since she was their aunt, call my grandma Aunt Donna. Well, as my mom was very young and impressionable, she started to call my grandma Aunt Donna as well. Although she was amused about it, after a certain amount of time my grandma decided one day to sit down and talk with my mom about how she was my grandma's daughter, and as such she had the special gift to call my grandma mom. So my mom excitedly smiled, and nodded seemingly understanding the conversation, then ran off to play with her cousins once more. What did my mom do after that? Called my grandma Aunt mom for about a week or two before grandma, still amused at the predicament, once more sat down and explained she didn't have to put the word Aunt in front of the word mom. After that my mom didn't say Aunt mom as much, but according to grandma she would still say Aunt mom occasionally over the next few years anytime the cousins came over until she was old enough that she finally grew out of it.

Story 1: most parents who pull this kind of crap know the kid's gonna resent them, but their logic is "they'll resent us now but as they grow up they'll realize it was for their own good"

i have a memory of not being allowed to watch the little mermaid until my 5th birthday. i didn’t know why, and for years i looked back at that and thought it was weird. i found out recently that my child brain had misinterpreted the situation, as when i was four my mom had said something like “do you want to watch the little mermaid on your fifth birthday?” and i had responded by saying i wanted to watch it NOW!!!!! and she said “no, let’s save it for your birthday” because she was going to set up a home movie theater experience with popcorn and candy and stuff to make it special. i remembered this three-day gap between finding out that the little mermaid existed and finally watching it as “not being allowed to watch it until i turned 5.” also as a tangent not related to the story but 17 years later i’m studying traditional animation in college and recently had a professor who had animated for the little mermaid! she’s such a badass and it’s incredible getting to work with people who , even in a super small way, were responsible for inspiring me to pursue animation when i was a little

I'm really bothered by someone in my husband's family not letting their kids eat meat. We had a nice Christmas dinner set up once and happened to have beef stew. Their son wanted so badly to eat with us and try some stew, but his dad immediately vetoed that said they were going home first to eat the "nice Vegan dinner" they had set out and then come back over for presents. I feel really sorry for the kid because he had no choice at all.

I'm sure most of us know this; but these parents who don't want their kids to have friends, especially the father who said everyone will stab their kid in the back, are not doing it to protect their kids. They SAY they are, but it's totally about control. I grew up with a mother who tried this because she was afraid I'd meet my friends' parents and realize that parents and kids don't HAVE to be enemies, and most parents actually do love their kids. I later dated a guy who tried this as well. His excuse was that he didn't need friends. He only needed me, and if I really loved him I'd feel the same way. No, he just didn't want me to realize that most women don't put up with a guy controlling every aspect of their life. He's now an ex, and I probably never would have dated him to begin with if I'd realized that having friends is a normal and healthy thing.

I felt the Halloween one. I noticed it seems to be a common occurrence in a lot of Black families, especially if raised Baptist. I never got why I couldn’t celebrate when all my white friends, who were also usually Christian, could do so. It especially sucked because while I never cared about the candy, I loved costumes. If I was allowed to dress up, it was strictly a biblical character. I did get somewhat infuriated years later when I saw my mom post on Facebook that she was going out for Halloween. I guess she relaxed on that concept as she got older, but I wish she had done it much sooner.

I wasn't allowed to watch anime because, and I quote, "it's weird." So, naturally, I became a massive weeb. The amount of friends I had who I had to warn ahead of time not to talk about anime we had watched when they met her. However, other than anime, my mom didn't give a fuck what I watched. I even watched South Park with her. I told her once recently about an anime that "a friend told me about" just to test the waters and she watched the Netflix preview thing. Netflix then decided to show her the most out of context clips. Also, I'm 99% sure she knew the entire time and just didn't care enough to confront me about it because she knew my friends were weebs and that I was learning Japanese. Plus, I'm pretty sure she knew from experience that if I liked something enough, rules wouldn't stop me. The reason I say from experience is because she wasn't allowed to read Harry Potter as a kid and did so regardless

8:22 I have not watched Star Wars ever. I’m not allowed to and I’m going to be 14 soon… Edit: I didn’t watch tv as a young child- I only started watching CBeebies at 9 years old cos of my sister who couldn’t stand anything else even tho she was 2 years younger then me 🫠 Edit 2: I also wasn’t allowed outside with friends, I still am not and if I had a sleepover (I was allowed to do that for some reason) I do have to tell my mum EVERY SINGLE DETAIL like where I’m going, who with, and I’m not allowed to go if there’s no adult…. She didn’t believe I had friends and when I asked why, she said “well you’re too dumb and disgusting to have friends” Edit 3: I’ve just realised from this video how mentally abusive my parents are… I’m gonna sign up for counselling

My slightly overprotective parents tended to ban me from popular things just long enough for them to become unpopular. I get not exposing children to violent things when they're too young, but basically had to wait an extra 1 to 2 years to get into Pokémon, Digimon, Yugioh, etc. Looking back, I'm glad none of my classmates spoiled anything for me.

RU-vid. Its not as easy as yall would think. YT is the reason I got into animations and edits (prove is my channel), I can't just abandon it Worse thing is that they only banned it bc for my sister, only she watched things my parents didnt like, not me My parents only banned it for me bc they think it causes my anxiety when its actually them-

Looking back, all the things my dad dissuaded us or outright banned us from were because he didn't want to be bothered to take us anywhere, and didn't want to watch "kid shows". We weren't allowed to do after school things. We weren't allowed to go trick or treating (He claimed this was because it was Satan's birthday, but he would buy us all the candy, turn off the lights and go watch movies and ignore trick or treaters every halloween). We weren't allowed to watch Rugrats or other kid's shows (My mom once asked him if he was worried we'd drop our diapers somewhere and run away to the neighbors. He had no response for this) but I had watched Total Recall before kindergarten. My first crush was Arnold Schwarzenegger because by the time I was 7 I'd seen Terminator, True Lies, Total Recall and a few other of his films, but I wasn't allowed to watch Edward Scissorhands because it was "too scary" for me. I'd seen all of Hercules and Xena but couldn't play video games. I went to one birthday party before I went to live with my mom. Ended up playing Pokemon Snap in the other room while the sweet girl who was kind enough to invite the weird kid played with her friends. It didn't take much introspection about my childhood to realize that my dad is most likely a narcissist, but he wasn't physically abusive to me and only minimally physically abusive to my brother so we pretty much agree our childhood didn't suck too much...

My dad basically banned me from being right about the current situation 😒

1:42 - As Steve Hofstetter once said to a parent saying that he's not a parent and wouldn't know: “I've never flown a helicopter, (but) if I saw one in a tree I could still be like, 'dude f'ed up, it's not supposed to be up there'"

Playing with Barbies and watching Disney princess movies! They said the reason was because they didn’t want me to be influenced by some of the more harmful beauty standards presented to young girls. I also think it’s because my own mom was a major tomboy growing up and didn’t like it when her own parents wanted her to do feminine things. I still got to play with dolls and watch most Disney movies, just not those specific ones. It was a blessing and a curse because I was kinda one of those “not like other girls” girls where I believed femininity was somehow beneath me, but it also allowed me to come into my femininity on my own without being pushed to do things or watch things just because “it’s what girls are supposed to like.”

4:49 The whole dinosaurs being sacrilege to faith concerns I'm hearing now a days, is just so unexplained to me. I grew up in a Christian home raised values. And dinosaurs were never a stressed issue. Just so bizarre hearing these triggers in some certain faith based communities now.

Some of these remind me of my grandparents, not in weird rules they had, but weird stuff they did. Like my maternal grandfather wasn't really involved in parenting so when I came along he didn't really know what to do with me. Some highlights that this video reminded me off: * Showed me Jurassic Park 2 at age five which he explained to my mother, once she found me crying in a corner, was because "She likes dinos" * Gave me math problems to solved as games (he's a mathematician) * When being told I got blood on the couch due to certain monthly occurrences, first asked me very confused "What did you kill?" My grandmother was just your normal slightly over bearing religious grandmother, but she also banned the word "fart" and instead would saying things like "It's rude for your bottom to be talking" or "Is your bottom talking?". I really liked getting her to read the farting dog book at bed time.

We weren't allowed to eat anything chocolate flavored before noon (Coco Krispies was the impetus, but this included chocolate fudge Pop-Tarts, Nutella on toast, chocolate chip pancakes, etc). It doesn't seem too weird except we were allowed pancakes, French toast, or waffles with both maple syrup and powdered sugar, and Lucky Charms was fine, which is basically candy for breakfast. This is all because of the "Coco Pops Incident" (we lived in Scotland as kids) where when I was 3 or 4, I had Coco Krispies for breakfast and then proceeded to throw up on my sister during a long and winding drive through the country. My lame rebellion consisted of eating Coco Krispies for breakfast anytime I got a chance whenever I slept over at a friend's house.

3:26 Your mother was a blessing! Teletubbies SUCKS. I knew that when I was like 5. I would change the channel as soon as that came on!

This reminds me of a weird thing my mom did when I was around ten/eleven and my sister was eight/nine (so late 90s/early 2000s). My sister and I were helping our mom tidy up the basement. She had bribed us to be more willing helpers by saying we could go to Chapters (bookstore) when we were done. One of us found a box of her old "Playgirl" magazines. They're exactly what they sound like. Playboy but for women. Mom then decided that this was excellent opportunity to teach her young girls about the male anatomy in way more detail than our teachers during that one awkward day in about grade five when the teachers separate the boys and girls and talk to them about puberty and the changes our young bodies were about to go through. She sat us down on the couch with the Playgirl magazines and forced us to go through at least one magazine and would focus in on the male genitalia and made sure we were looking at it. She refused to let us leave by saying that if we didn't look, she wouldn't take us to Chapters. I can still remember vividly using my finger to cover up that part of the naked men. Mom didn't like that I did this and kept trying to get me to move my finger but I refused. I think we still ended up at Chapters after. I know that her intentions were good. She wasn't trying to be abusive. She genuinely wanted to make sure her daughters were well versed in that sort of thing so we were ready when we got older. But we all know what the road to hell is paved with...

The only thing I recall being banned from was Ren & Stimpy, because they said it would reduce my IQ. I think even as a kid I was like "yeah that tracks" I also was banned from vacation bible school, I apparently came home from when I went with a relative and told them they were going to hell. At the time I think they believed, but the brain washing is what scared them.

That kid whose mother got mad because he was on TF2... I suppose you could say he was feeling BLU after that!

To the OP from Story 10, please do not believe that BS your mom told you! While I do think some kids call their parents "sir" or "ma'am", saying they ALL do is just ridiculous. I seriously hate when people generalize things or other people. I used to address my own mom as ma'am when I was much younger (I'm 23 now) and it just felt so wrong to me every time I did it. Like I was addressing a stranger I met on the street and not my own parent. I could be the only one, or one of the only ones, who feels this way, but I believe like having to say those labels to your mom or dad is just more about having control than anything.

for the first story that level of parental control is all too common basically everybody I know (except for one maybe two people) are restricted to a similar degree, including me. it is absolutely suffocating and awful for mental health.

I used to be banned from saying the words “fart” and “lie” or any of its derivatives. I was also not allowed to leave the house before 12pm or after 4pm unless I’d been outside that day already.

My dad forbade me from watching South Park as a child; as soon as I got a job I bought the Stick of Truth and rubbed it in his face.😂 His excuse? "South Park is full of toilet humor!" My response was so is our entire family 😊

3:39 Hey, that may have been the babysitter's kids conscious choice.😂

AHaha,, there were a few things, but I remember never being allowed to sit on a chair as a kid (even at my grandmothers). I had to sit on the floor, now as an adult, I prefer to sit on the floor (I'm 31 now) and my parents and grandparents are like "why do you always sit on the floor, sit on a chair" and I can't, I have to cross my legs. It's been trained into me for so long.

Ok so for story 17, as a parent with white plaster walls, I can tell you exactly why you weren't allowed to touch the walls! 😂 kid's hands are always dirty and walls are a pain in the ass to clean! 😂

The one show that I was not allowed to watch was Looney Tunes. My mother didn’t want my brother and me to think that an anvil could fall on our head or we could fall off a cliff and that we would magically come back to life. She wanted us to know that death is permanent and that we shouldn’t do anything stupid that would get us killed.

These sadden me so much. Many of these are just parents inflicting and transferring their own unhappiness/traumas/pure hatred to someone that can't fight back, just like they couldn't as a kid.

The only thing I was banned from was watching Ren & Stimpy, back when it was on Nickelodeon. As an adult, I watched a little of it and just thought to myself "Nope. Mom was right. This show is dumb."

I wasn’t allowed to watch Rugrats as a kid because my mom worried I’d turn out like Angelica. Also with the fart story, I’m pretty sure if you never fart that’s a very bad sign so teach your kids manners but let them fart darnit!

My brother was "dating" a girl in high school. (She wasn't allowed to go on dates. He went to her house.) After awhile they let up on the rules and they were allowed to go on short drives. His best friend took her away from him. She got pregnant and best friend ghosted her. She had 3 kids with 2 men she was not married to and went on to marry and send those children to their fathers because she didn't want them anymore. Teletubbies. I was too old for it and had no children but my ultraconservative community thought Po? the purple, one was gay.

My parents only kinda weird rule was me being banned from disassembling my legos and they threatened with not buying me anymore. This led to me never having the pieces I wanted to build with with my other legos disassembled before the rule was implemented and so I couldn't improve on my creativity with legos. Their reasons were that the instructions are there for a reason, me not building nice looking things instead of the sets and all my legos ending in the closet never being used. I couldn't convince them that it's a catch 22 because if I don't have the pieces I want use I'll have no enjoyment in building and will use them less so my creativity wouldn't improve so I'll never be able to build things nice enough for their taste. I'm 22 and I remember building 3 decent looking builds, the third being built just 2 moths ago. That was their only weird rule.

The fact that some parents are dumb enough to think their kids won't resent them in any way is HALARIOUS to me. Keep in mind that strict parents had strict parents growing up and either forgot their childhood or are dumb enough to enforce it on their kids. This varies on parent to parent, but communicate with your child, let them have a say. They are human beings, too, and you're not always right.

About the remark at 1:37 it’s like the idiom, you don’t have to be a pilot to know a helicopter in a tree is a problem

12:04 there is a reddit story where someone named their kids YALE AND STANFORD

When I was a kid in the second grade, I was really into reading and one of my favorite series to read were the Captain Underpants books. The things about these books, were they had the "comic book" kid main character created within the book to read, with their bad spelling, grammar and all My mom hated this and would not allow me to read the comics, instead she would read them out aloud to me Didn't want me to pick up on their bad habits Still didn't help either way bc I'm shit at spelling and grammar but it was the thought that count even if it was strange

I wasn’t allowed to watch Lost in Space (the original) because the kids were constantly disobeying their parents and getting rewarded. 3 Stooges :repeatable violence

When I was a kid(this was all specifically me and they refuse to remember this) I wasn't allowed to listen to music with cuss words unless they were playing it, watch pg13 plus movies without their permission and an adult there, I couldn't watch teletubbies or barney (they creeped them out and me lowkey), and not allowed to cry I would get yelled at, but it made me afraid to listen to music that cusses without getting anxious when I'm with them

9:05 all because of the Nickelodeon Pool?? Suspicious!! NAH!! it's actually very funny... I like it

Story 4: Assassin's Creed is not educational?!😂 I learned a LOT about the Third Crusade, Italian Renaissance, Ottomans & Byzantines, American Revolution, Golden Age of Piracy and the French and Indian War. Learned more about history than what school taught me.

I was banned from wearing colors "You're color blind and color blind people can't wear colors because they end up clashing" My mother ripped a shirt right off me because it was red and then she was confused why she got in trouble with the police.

10:29 "All parents do it" Ok, so, either my parents, my couins' parents and all the parents of those parents just so happen to be exceptions to the rule, or this is like a different cultures will have different family dynamics kinda thing, or this is just a flat-out lie.

6:45 I was raised Mormon too, I called it as soon as the op said they were going inactive, vibe was strong 😂

You think Pokemon is bad? I grew up on Joe 90! (a 9 year old boy who gets brainwashed, progeramed with the information needed to carry out this weeks mission, fly the most advansed military aircraft and bomb all seven shades of sh*t out of the "enemy") Still has the best theme tune though!

My grandfather is a stereotypical Hasidic Jewish parent in the 80s, the schools teachers beat up the kids, eveyone got hit with a belt at least once, if you didn’t get hit they would hit you because of it, they would throw kids off the stairs, they would hit kids with their bats, and break kids arms, and if the kid got hit the parents would hit the kid as well cause they “probably deserved it”, my dad had one teacher who hit kids and would always say “for noise you get more” so if you cried or flinched he would hit you again, and he had another teacher who was mentally insane and would chase the kids and hang them by their belts on a hook, and I’m glad that most Hasidic schools don’t hit these days

that slumber party one tho like i feel for the mom

I wasn't allowed to hide out in my room when growing up. It bothered me to no end having to stay out in the living room with my family. My mom got me a laptop (in early 2000s) just to keep me out with family. It worked. As long as i was with them they were okay.

I get banned from art, to be fair i have an undiagnosed clicking in both hands, back issues, and TERRIBLE posture. They feel like torture though (the ban, ive had my back issues and hunch since before i took art serious)

Playing video games or having almost any fun on Sundays. I wasn’t even allowed to do homework to pass the time. If Christmas or my birthday landed on a Sunday, I wasn’t allowed to play with my presents until the next day. This is the reason why I absolutely hate Sundays now and often will call Sundays Bumdays.

My grandma never allowed sleepovers. She didn't want us keeping her up, so fair enough. But this rule applied to us staying over with friends with no reason

17:30 where multiple people "Team Up To Resolve Complex Situations, Together".... does the daddy always work against the grain???

I was banned from watching the movie Hocus Pocus. Because “it has witches in it.” However, Harry Potter, Sabrina, and Charmed were all perfectly fine. Hell, my dad was a fan of Buffy and Angel and those have demons in them. Hilariously, my mom watched the film a few years ago and when I brought this up she conveniently didn’t remember it. But she did admit that it probably happened because I DID remember it happening and my memory is a lot more reliable than hers.

I'm 24-years-old, and I'll be 25 in exactly 3 weeks. When I was a kid, I was sheltered. I grew up in a very Christian house, and I've always loved movies. My parents forbid a ton of movies when I was a kid. I couldn't watch Harry Potter or Lord of the Rings due to witchcraft, Titanic because of the drawing scene, and there were a ton of cartoons my classmates could watch that I could not. (Ed Ed and Eddy, Family Guy, Simpsons, Rugrats etc.) Most of my childhood was VeggieTales, Disney, and other Christian and kid stuff. I also loved old movies like My Fair Lady, The Sound of Music, other Audrey Hepburn movies, other musicals, The Miracle Worker, Gone With The Wind, etc. I didn't see movies like Citizen Kane, Casablanca, City Lights, or the like until I was older either. (I wasn't forbidden from them, my Mom just never bought them for me or anything.) I could see some PG-13 movies when I was a pre-teen- The Gospel of John, Bruce Almighty, Forrest Gump, Spider-Man, Batman, The Nutty Professor, and a few others. But that's about it. (Yeah, Titanic is not okay, but Forrest Gump is okay.) There are other things I was sheltered from. I didn't know about periods, anal and oral sex, or other things like that until I went to high school. However, I will focus on movies for this post. I was abused when I was 14 though (stepfather mostly), and I went to live with my Grandma. She un-sheltered me, but I wish my childhood had more. I have 3 regrets that I wish I could undo with my childhood: 1. I wish I had asked for some more freedom; however, I was too much of a goody-2-shoes. 2. I love Biblical epics, but as a kid, I only saw ones like The Ten Commandments, The Greatest Story Ever Told, The Jesus Film, and a couple others. I didn't see ones like Ben-Hur, King of Kings, The Robe, or The Bible: In The Beginning until I was living with my Grandma. (I was just never given them for Christmas or my birthday, and I never thought to ask for them.) I wish I had seen more of those in my pre-teen years rather than just Disney movies for the 100th time if I was going to stay sheltered. 3. I often organize my media. For example, my DVDs and CDs are in alphabetical order. I didn't do that as a kid, and to be honest, I really wish I had. Most of my movies were in the basement, on a shelf that was disorganized. There were a shelf of my Mom's VHS tapes, a shelf of my DVDs, and about 4-5 shelves of my VHS Tapes. The clamshells (the ones you open) and the slipcovers (the ones you slide out) were all mixed together, and sometimes it was hard to find the exact movie you wanted to watch. The basement also had 2 shelves of children's books, most of which I didn't read. We also had a "garage sale room" to put stuff we would put in our next sale. If I could go back in time to a summer when I was sheltered, I would get boxes, put those kid books in there, and use those shelves to organize my movies- clamshells on a couple shelves, VeggieTales on one shelf, 2-tape movies (My Fair Lady, The Ten Commandments, The Greatest Story Ever Told, etc.) on one shelf, etc. I also regret watching a Disney movie for the 100th time in place of this. It may not seem like a big deal, but I think about it a lot. I wish I had done things like this. I also wish I wasn't so sheltered. Any advice on how to deal with this? PS: I had a mentally and physically challenged sister, and she had the brain of a toddler. My Grandma/guardian thinks that may have something to do with how I was raised, that they were treating me the same way, since she liked sing-a-longs, Barney, Sesame Street, and Charlie Brown.

I grew up in Waldorf education, before it became a cult. We weren’t allowed to say anything resembling anything disgusting, or that would be hurtful to others. If you used the word “stupid” you were sent to the headmasters office.

My mother was convinced that hair dye would give me head cancer or something like that. She literally let me shave my head instead of dying my hair. Told me that once I turned 18, I could do what I want, but until then, no hair dye. Turns out, having really dark brown hair means you have to bleach the hell out of it to get any fun colors, so the joke's on me; dyeing my hair is too much work to bother with.

I am 14 years old and up until about 3 months ago, I could not say the words freaking, frick (any variation pretty much) crap, sucks, any cuss word whatsover and referring to any “private parts” was also not allowed. I also wasn’t allowed to say “freaking out” or “freaked out” because of the word “freak” even though the word in that context has no implications of the F word. Recently, she’s been a bit less strict so I’m allowed to say words like sucks, crap and freaking but cuss words and private parts qre strictly forbidden. My dad lets me say whatever I want at his house.

Me being raised as a Christian, i was pretty much only listening to Christian music. My parents weren't too protective of what we watched as long as they watched it first, however i wasn't allowed to watch horror movies and I was really wanting to watch the movie It when it came because everyone else had already seen it, I wasn't allowed MY OWN PHONE until i was 16, My mom won't let me dye hair, natural or colored. IT. GOES. ONNNNNNNN.

Story 6 have me face palm for the op. I’m LDS, though not brought up in the church I’m emberess that some have ‘holier than thou’ with in my faith. Not everyone is like that. My dad was but left for many years until he went back. I have a co-corker who is LDS and drinks coffee and a former co-worker who drinks because of stress and my dad still watch’s R rated movies from time to time. I personally never like the taste of coffee and alcohol (I tried when I was younger and just spit it back out) and I just and reframe from watching rated R or TVMA movies and shows. The only shows that I watch that are TV-MA is supernatural and Call of The Midwife. Drinking coffee or watching a rated R movie is a personal choice, but heavily recommended against of that type of things. I understand the judgmental part as well. Dose all faiths and beliefs have judgmental and ‘holier than thou people within’?

Not me, my male best friend. His parents were rabidly religious and he was not allowed to go to his own graduation because…he might dance, he could only date the girl they chose and it always had to be a group date, never go to movies and never play any game that involved any type of cards or dice such as monopoly. In college he went wild, sex, drugs and rock and roll! He straightened out as an adult.

As a Mormon, I can confirm that they are extremely restrictive

I know this story is Long but if someone where to hear me out give me some feedback that would make my day. Not exactly a rule, but complete and utter phobia of doing ANYTHING in the outside world by my father. ( Note that I grew up in kind of sketchy city but nothing as bad as he makes it out to be ) I was taken out of school in kindergarten and put in homeschool because there was no good schools that didn’t have “scumbag kids” in a “shitty location” and “you couldn’t see a single kid in those schools that didn’t have black hair”… so just blatant racism on that last part. But ok thats half expectable knowing that the kindergarten experience I had was really shitty. So I’m now homeschooled and at home almost everyday all day. And it didn’t help that I was a single child, so I was even lonelier. My dad had a unspoken rule that he had to come with me and my mom anywhere we went. Because he didn’t trust that my mother could take care of me, or be as hyper paranoid as he was in public… she was perfectly fine… but of course he wouldn’t know that because he couldn’t let me and my mom be alone together for a majority of my life. I couldn’t be left alone at all go outside by myself or do ANYTHING without daddy breathing down my neck the whole time. If by any chance I have to be left home alone, all the doors and windows must be closed, the alarm must be set, I will be given a pocket knife and police grade pepper spray to defend myself, and he will check up on me with either the camera or texting me every hour. ( I’m 15 and this is still ongoing ) Any event I went to, like a PE class for example. he had to also attended to make sure I’m fine. My mom basically had to take me to homeschool events in secret so I could FINALLY be left alone and try to make any friends. One of those times my “friends” ( I’ve met them like 10 times and get along well so I’d call them friends ) parents where having homeschool kids come over to their house to hangout and have some pre planed nerf wars or whatever, I really wasn’t interested in the nerf I was just there to socialize. my mom had talked to my dad about this a good while before hand, and he heard the story but intentionally didn’t give a definitive yes or no answer. Only an hour before we are getting ready to leave he starts a big fight about it saying that “he’s not just going to drop me off at some strangers house and expect everything to be ok, I don’t personally know those people so they could be scumbags” but he made no active effort to meet these people in the first place so… we ended up going and having a good time. I didn’t talk to him the rest of the day. ( again. This is still happening when I’m in my mid teens… )And many more stories like that are still ongoing to this day, god help me. TLDR : hyper paranoid over protective father takes me out of school, never lets me be alone or with my mother if he isn’t there, never lets me go to events and interact with people my age, locks the house up like a prison when I’m home alone.

Story 10: No, no, no. Not all parents do that. Your mom just didn't have an actual reason. I've heard stories about absent fathers who demanded that they be called Dad for important events after going years without seeing their kids, and moms who would say "I am your mother! I birthed you and you will listen to me because I was in labor with you for three days, walked up two hills in the snow to get to the hospital, both ways!"

As a kid, if i didnt put my clothes in the right place where they belonged I would get hit/ or wooped by my stepdad and grounded from everything in my room from 1 month to 1 year at most by my mom. Now they dont have that rule but they still have the rule were I am not allowed to go to the bathroom or get a drink past the certain bedtime that they created.(which is either 8:30 to 9:30 at the latest. Which isn't abnormal since that is a normal bedtime for a young teen or mid teen.) It got so extreme though to the point they put a security alarm right infront of my door that would ding if it detects anyone.

Ive never done anything related to Halloween but thats mainly because it is not very common in my area of Australia

My mom didnt like me watching most cartoon network shows. Because of their crude humor..

Props to whoever wrote Story 38. Nice Music Man reference! 😁

15:56 I remember that episode the secret was that I was special and that Barney loved me☺️

For Story 7: I don't celebrate Halloween. It's not even restricted by my parents, because my Catholic school already does the job by creating a 'Christian' Halloween. I forgot the name for it but it's basically regular Halloween upside down. To sum it up, instead of dressing as vampires, mummies and Superman, you dress up as angels, princes, and super heroes. TL:DR: School turns Halloween upside-down, doesn't ruin it for me.

My mom banned me from reading my cousin's Sweet Valley High books when I was about 10-11. Why, I have no idea, they're not like Fifty Shades of Grey or even Gossip Girl, she really had no reason to worry about adult content. It had content I'm pretty sure someone the equivalent of junior high could handle at the time.

Wow. Realizing how strict u was brought up. Second story, 1:51 life story. And sorry three 2:15 ... I'm literally like 😱 my life... And no. I hate church now. I agree with you. You do you, just don't hurt others in any way.

Tbh that Teletubbies ban is the sane response to an insane show :D

Not a rule but one time when my daughter was about 5 she decided she wanted to go on a vegan diet. And she asked if she could get twinkies. I joked and said she could not have them because the box had a face on it. ( I still got them when she was not looking) There was an older man standing by us and he just busted out laughing. He said that was the best thing he had ever heard.

I wasn’t allowed to chew gum or wear perfume as I got older (my dad)

My parents didn't allow me to celebrate "Fasching" (which is like Mardi Gras and Carnevals in Germany). It wasn't that big of a deal until the day we celebrated it in school. So normally kids would just dress up and at school we would play some fun games and stuff. However I wasn't allowed to dress up and believe me it was just super akward for me, being the only one who didn't dress up. To this day I don't really understand why I wasn't allowed to celebrate it, I think my parents didn't liked it because people apparently drank too much alcohol at this day (?) We didn't celebrate Halloween either but I didn't really care about that one

Story Six: Exmo here, same hat. We weren't allowed to do ANYthing on Sunday, not even go outside for fresh air, play with our toys, read anything except the Bible or Book of Mormon, and definitely not watch anything except those stupid Living Scriptures series. I grew up pre-internet and we didn't have a computer in the house for a very long time so it was a lot easier for them to keep us restricted and controlled. I wasn't allowed to watch TV that wasn't prerecorded and prescreened by my mom, and even those were only for extremely limited hours a week, as a reward for being good little brainwashed children. Made integrating into society REALLY difficult for me when I got older.

As a parent our job is to teach our children how to make good choices for themselves. Not to make all the choices for them. When you don't teach them how to make choices then they wind up struggling far more in adulthood and not very well adjusted. Let alone resentment and many other harsh feelings towards the parents later.

My dad. He was barely in the picture. And I have no mom. Grew up raised by 4 uncles, a tomboy aunt, and my grandma. Anyway, my fam let me be me. So I was never girly, and always went home dirty from playing outside a lot. Well, my dad hated that. So whenever he visited, which was 1 month every year. I wasn't allowed to play outside and I can't watch anime and cartoons and I have to be home by 5 pm even if I'm playing in front of the house. Also, if he told me to be home in 10 minutes, I have to be home in 10 minutes. If I was late for a minute, I get punished. So yeah, I have anxiety when it comes to being on time but I am always late to everything now too (contradicting, yes)

When I was kid I wasn’t allowed to watch SpongeBob cuz my parents thought it was “too dumb” and only let me watch educational stuff or stuff with good messages

My dad wouldn't let me play on the computer during a storm. But his reasoning was "It's bad for the computer for it to shut off improperly."

My mom tried to ban me from playing dungeons and dragons, but I have never played dungeons and dragons. I was also 19 when she tried to ban me from playing it lol

Using scissors in front of younger kids. To be fair, I'm lefthanded and most scissors at the time were for righties, so my way of holding them to make them comfortable was upside-down and pointed towards me. I wasn't - and still aren't (at 42) - so nobody would learn to to this either. I'm not supposed to use scissors in front of adults just because it makes them uncomfortable watching me do it. :)

My mom prohibited me from watching adventure time :( . Otherwise, pretty chill.

Mainly losing it over the dinosaur story was my favorite part of this video.

wasn’t expecting a face, but it surprisingly what i expected

I wasn’t allowed to say “I am a robot” pretty sure there was a trend in my daycare where kids would walk around like a robot and say I am a robot. My mom got tired of hearing me say that over and over so I wasn’t allowed to say it. The same week one of my friends kept telling me to say I am a robot and do the walk until I did and I bawled I confessed to my mom about what I did and she was more confused than anything.

The peppermint story that was a sign with us but with butterscotch candies

My sister and I were banned from watching Power Rangers when we were kids. But there was a good reason for that. We used to play-fight, pretending to be the Power Rangers. And one day, my older sister picked up the *metal* vacuum cleaner hose to use as a weapon. She stabbed it at me, and got me right in the eye with the metal ring at the end of the hose. The doctor said that if she'd gotten me a centimeter or two higher, she could have taken out the eye. It was an accident just caused by playing too rough, but we were both banned from ever watching Power Rangers again after that

banning the word penis or anything similar feels the same as banning the word "arm", it's just a piece of your anatomy, you're just making things harder to refer to when necessary

One time, the printer was off, but I kept sending something to it. After that, I had to get my dad's permission to print stuff. 😅

The weirdest bans for me were Naruto and games like Solitaire, Mahjong, and Tetris. The games I now know are understandable cause I was age six and couldn't understand how to play, but Naruto? That one still throws me for a loop since my family loves anime.

I wasn’t allowed to go to birthday parties ever. I think they expected me to be an embarrassment so I ended up having very few friends

"Not all your friends will stab you in the back" my experience says otherwise so idk maybe that dad was onto something.

There was a bunch of stuff (Simpsons, George Carlin, Beavis & Butthead, and the like) that I wasn't allowed to watch, then my parents let up a bit and let me watch in their bedroom, the rule was "don't let [sibling] see this, they'll get ideas".