@@fulliewolfie actually is from Jonathan’s solo project Mended Light. The episode about Morticia and Wednesday Addams. ru-vid.com/video/%D0%B2%D0%B8%D0%B4%D0%B5%D0%BE-JPSnfYPgdW0.html
My mom got mad at me for 'not caring about her family.' Her family that I've only seen 3 times in my life, barely know who is who, who stopped sending my b-day and christmas gifts when I was about 8 for no known reason, who live in the farthest parts of the country because all her sisters hate each other because they all have some weird victim complexes and who she has never once said a nice thing about at any point in her life. Yeah, I think I'll stick with my dad's sane family.
Story 17: I think the parents of that story wanted to control their child's life so much that they'd be completely dependent on them, and sent them to the mental health facility to try and hammer that in. Story 22: Absolute BACKFIRE. Screw Judy's parents.
My stepmom forbade me from walking past some apartments by our house. To sum it up, her argument was that there was college kids there that would force themselves on me. Keep in mind that I only go walking in daylight, never talk to strangers, and those apartments were right next to a road and a convince store. My favorite park was past that appartement complex so I naturally didn’t give a crap. When she caught me walking past those appartements she then proceeded to accuse me of basically pimping myself out to the men. I was ~14 at the time and i gave her no reason at all to suspect anything like that. I never even really approached those stupid apartments I just walked on the sidewalk by them… that basically sums up the batshit craziness that is my stepmom.
I remember my dad telling me he’d pimp me out to the wealthy neighbors if I didn’t get all A’s in college. Age 18-21 was terrifying for me. And my stepmom wanted me dead from day 1.
My mom once got jealous of me when I went to see a movie (hotel Transylvania 3) with my dad in theaters. We used to do daddy daughter dates all the time, but after I hit puberty and started well- Growing up physically- my mom got suuuuuper jealous whenever my dad, the man who fricken' raised me, took me out on those daddy daughter dates. She had no reason to suspect anything was going on, but she got mad anyway and would always find some bs excuse for mine and my dad's time together to be either shortened or cancelled altogether. Jokes on her, that just made us even closer when we finally were able to stop dealing with her bs and I call him all the time to chat about whatever tf comes to mind
I had just graduated from my "a" school in the military and had been assigned to my permanent duty station. while I was OUT. TO. SEA... OUT TO SEA!!! Halfway across the world, I get notified the my fucking mother has "been calling the command non-stop looking for you." I was on a Naval ship and she found a fucking way to call it. I was woken up from my rack and taken to my division's office for them to tell me the news and to call her. I've never raised my voice to my mother before that day. Edit: When I called her, she was sad crying wondering where I was. like bro.... "I fucking told you where I was. You apparently moved heaven and Earth to call my location!" Which is a fucking anomaly how she did it
She made up her own language. So we were in Orlando Florida for vacation and the resort we were staying at had a lazy river, and the only way you can stay in the lazy river is that you had a wrist band and my mom and aunt bought some for us kids. They decided that they wanted to go in the lazy river too but didn’t want to pay for the wrist bands so they went in without them. Now, my aunt said that if they ask about their wrist bands they were to make it look like they can’t speak English. Of course this was a joke but my mom took it seriously. So after their second time around one of the life guards asked where their wrist bands were and while my aunt just kept her head down, my mom stopped and said some gibberish like “Kwaaaaaa?” And some other things just to get the guy to leave her alone. And it worked. But now it’s become a joke in the family and we will never let her live it down.
We were arguing about something in the car on the way to school, I forget what about. Either I was winning or she just got fed up with it, so her response was to drive the car off the road and into a ditch on the passenger side. So yeah, that.
I could make a nice long list for you; but here's a sample of my mother's mental state of well being. When I was in sixth grade, me, my mother, and my sister were living in a very small 1 bedroom house in California. To give you an idea of how small, the address had 1/2 on the end of the number. My mother was struggling to find work. One day, my family was really starving, so we ransacked the house to try to find money to buy groceries. I found a $5 bill. I gave it to my mother and she left to walk two blocks to the grocery store. She came back ten minutes later with.. nothing. My sister and I asked, "Where's the food?" My mother said she got to the grocery store and at the entrance door was a homeless man asking for spare change. My mother gave him the $5 and came back home. I think that would have been the only time the courts would have found me and my sister not guilty of killing her, but, for reasons unknown, we let her live.
@@princessqueen6881 You should be good to homeless people when you can AFFORD TO BE. You do not starve your own children in order for a homeless man to eat.
One hot summer, my electric fan completely broke down so I walked about 2 blocks away to the store and bought a new fan that was on discount. When I got back home, my mom, for some unexplained reason berated me for wasting her money even though I made it clear that I bought the fan with my own salary. Huge argument ensues and I stopped talking to her for 1 year. I think mom just had a big fight with dad before I arrived and decided to take it out on me.
@Grim_Reaper_Knockoff Thanks. I'm fine now. After COVID, my company did a reformation of sorts and many people including me are getting the recognition they deserve. My mom is also very happy and stable now that we sold our old house & land and she gets all the time in the world to indulge in her hobbies.
Same, there's just one thing tho, that they are drinking. Not a crazy amount to the point that I don't see them sober or they hurt me so much, there has been SOME instances with my step dad but we managed to talk through that and they agreed to control themselves. But drinking is basically a trauma for me now and I don't feel right even when they drink a beer next to me..
Lucky bastard I was about 9y.o. When I come to the realization that if my parents were to disappear from earth somehow and left me an pention of some sort I would be better off then with them in my life It's been nearly 2 decades after that realization and time after time again they only reinforce it
Same here. Except it I do something illegal. But luckily for them, I’m probably never gonna do anything like that. Now my SISTER on the other hand, she’s another story.
My mom threw a cast iron frying pan at one of my older brothers, could never figure out what she was most upset about, breaking the handle or that she missed. Brother later became a Marine then a police officer
Had my bedroom door removed from it's frame when I was 15. So until I was 18, I had a damn bed sheet over the doorway because I had this weird anxiety about having my door open at night. The sheet didn't help because I got jumpy when the sheet would move in the middle of the night.
Back in the mid 90's, the local apartment block "forest" had an ice house manned by volunteers. The things those poor people had to go through. I was like 5 years old when this happened. There was a massive queue, at least 20 parent/kid groups, so it took a while. By the time I had paid, grabbed my candy and was on my way back home, apparently so much time had passed that my egg donor had left her couch/tv, went to come get me, and proceeded to slap me so hard that I twirled 360 degrees before falling to the ground. She did this in front of 50+ people. It's a wonder that I was never removed from her care. Nobody even called the cops on her
Where should I start? #1: My mother checked me out of school to help her take my dog to have him put down when he was too old to move. Crying and putting him into the car my mom dropped me back at school before taking my dog to the vet and said "I'll see you after school." #2: She interrupted the evening science fair and my presentation to return home and find a video game for my younger brother. #3: Worried that I was gay (I'm not), she took it upon herself to get me a date for prom. Not so bad -right? She began calling the mothers of girls at my high school and church to verify if they had dates and if they'd be available / interested in going with me. I have LOTS more....
My mum says it was my sister's fault for being groped because she didn't pray, not the first time she was told when she was 11 years old. But the reason why she was groped is because the older man was trying to get to me, a 6-year-old boy. Honestly, this isn't the first time she loses her crap: her best friend died in front of her and got blamed for not praying, our half-brother broke into our home cuz he wanted money and my older sister was shrugged off my mum because she favours her son and not us, my mum neglected and ill-treated her family and adores her son who isn't in this family. Honestly, Idgaf if she loves him but at least put some effort to make this family better by not being a sociopathic maniac. I can literally sense s*¡cidal tendencies from my dad, and I had no parent to teach me moral values and apparently, I had to read the Bible even though I couldn't read yet. I also didn't learn how people should treat other people, appropriately, I was isolated and left alone with my half-brother who has no care for me and oftenly harassed my older sister. I have to admit, I loved my damned half-brother, but I now know he's a narcissist. He neglects his wife and children. I still struggle in trying to love my mum because every kid in my 11th grade class knew I hated my mum, so they hated me so much that I ended up being this dumb misfit person.
@@lotsaspaghettimamaluigi LMFAO, DON'T ASK ME. Plus, I think I'm too dumb to understand the concept of religion and God back then, but because of the events, it ruins my respect for them.
About Judy and Tom,I kept thinking one certain sentence since the "love at first sight" was mentioned,which was "next thing we know,Harry Potter and the Cursed Child". LO AND BEHOLD,I WAS RIGHT ALL ALONG.
9:22 this story reminds me of the episode of South Park where the boys only played baseball to appease their parents and didn't wanna go pro but all the other teams from other schools also wanted to lose just so they wouldn't go pro and have to play games over the summer so it was just a big competition of who could lose first.
I only saw the latter half, but she somehow set one of those lawnmowers you sit on on fire. I only saw the flames and smoke rising from the front part, a few inches from the seat of the mower. We're still unsure how she managed that; and even, my mom's unsure how she did that. She was banned since then from ever using a lawnmower, whether the seating ones or not.
Mum was looking for a particular pair of her shoes and couldn't find them. All 4 of us looked in every cupboard & drawer, under behind on top and inside every piece of furniture, outside the entrance doors, in the car, everywhere everyone could think of. Eventually we found them. In the ....OVEN
My mom, she broke a large plank using her punch during a challenge at a wedding... She won, and got a big bag of detergents as a prize. I can't look at her the same way after that!😅
Met 6 older boys in a field chasing my 2 brothers. Mama was 8 months pregnant. She dared them to pick on someone their own size. My sweet little Mama stood 5'2". All those boys were about 6'. She backed them diwn. Convinced them that if she had to come out there again it would be with her sawed off shotgun and Mama don't miss. Lol we didn't even have a gun of any kind.
My mum won the lotto... $3200. because she didnt want to share it with dad. She packed the car with my brother and sister told me "id love to take you with me, but i dont have the room" fled to the other side of the country and filed for divorce. Then told the court i died at childbirth so she could get more child support from Dad..
My mom said she went too far in her desire to make me independent. She had her own issues for years, and the kids ran wild, all of us. My mother isn't a bad mom. She is probably one of the few people who can hurt me. Yesterday, my grandma, my mom, and I went to an art show in which my grandma won some sort of competition. We were in the elevator, and all of a sudden we realized that we were on the wrong floor. I put my foot out and kicked the door a bit. She shook like does, and said, "Don't break the door!" I didn't say anything, but she apologized. There are very few people who can hurt me, and she is #1.
The craziest thing my mom did was sending me to another town in the middle of nowhere without a car against my will because she thought it would be in my best interest… while I was 28 at the time nobody wanted to room with me and help me find a place to rent out, my mom knew there were options but she would rather send me 100 miles away from where I basically grew up my whole life because there was a job that provided housing. The job hated me because I was doing my job and they gave me the can 6 months later and my mother asked me “what did I learn?” I learned to not be as sociable with that c*** because she is the reason I got trauma and severe depression… at least she gets to be with her hubby and enjoy her life now while I’m left picking up the pieces with mine
I feel bad for the dude in story 8, he could’ve gotten that job but the manager shreds his paper because of something his mom did. He probably would’ve been a great worker, but the manger ripped his paper into shreds. I don’t think anyone was right in that story..
She invited my crush and his friends over for a dinner party. Halfway through the dinner she lifted up her leg, and farted, and then looked at me and said, "too loose?" and cackled. Both my parents were very loving but very embarrassing. By the time I was fifteen I was immune to embarrassment.
I've been to several schools. I was in special ed, which I hid as much as I could. The school would have parents complain that I'm getting special attention that their kid deserved. In fact, a lot of "deserving" issues come up in my life due to the disability. They often treat average kids or slightly gifted students to think they had grand futures. Now they work 9-5s. I have weighed in the deserving part because I was like, well, I can't do that, so I must be lesser than the other kids. With me, I'll try to hide or get away when I'm nervous about social interaction, as the other kids had rights like people in the US. I can't fight back. With me, it's like, you're back already, aren't you? I have never had rights, and it got effing ridiculous.
This was about helicopter moms. But, my mom was not one of those- she was, something else- There is a reason why she is no longer welcome back to my home. The last time she was there, she complained that she does not get the best seat in the house, complained that I didn't buy instant coffee and have it on hand for the chance that she decides to actually show up when she is invited. even though I had regular kettle coffee, the problem was she would have to make it and this is more work than instant. Next she asked me if I had any hot beverage, I said, I had hot chocolate, asked me to make it for her- I did. Later she complained that she even had to ask, that I should of had it made and waiting for her right as she got in the door. She was five hours late. even if I had done that, it would have been thrown out by now. next, she asked me if I was hungry- said I should buy us all a pizza. I said no, she was five hours late and in that time I already cooked and ate. But I saved her leftovers that are in the fridge for her, then left the room before I could hear yet another complaint. She said that she was leaving, that she has a sore knee, that bending over to grab something out of the fridge is too much for her- that she is going to walk to the bus stop and go home to make something there instead. I called her out on this, there is no way walking that distance, then having to cook in her own home is in any way easier than this. That if she wanted to leave, fine, but don't dare insult me by making up that bullshit excuse. this is the first time that day I actually called her out on her bs, so this started an argument with a back and forth until I promptly just kicked her out, she continued to say I am disrespecting her yada yada- further complaining. I just yelled at her, shut up and get out. She punched me, this is the second time in my entire life she has hit me in any way shape or form- she is not usually physically abusive to be clear. Not that it makes it okay but- still. Anyway, afterwards in sheer reflex I punched her back. It was such a moment reaction time that I didn't even have the time to ball up a fist properly. Regardless- after I realized what I had done. I pushed her down so she could not retaliate- just hard enough to knock her off her balance and for her to fumble down, in the softest spot I could find immediately around. Afterwards, I offered to help her up and make sure she was okay. She refused my help, understandably- then grabbed her stuff. I caught her as she went out of the door that she dropped something, wishing to return it. She said she does not care on the top of her lungs for all to hear as she left. Promptly called the police for me punching her, acts the victim for it to this day.
One time we were on a country road where there had been a road accident, the area had been cordoned off with police and ambulance present; and one policeman who was giving hand gestures that seemed to indicate "Stop, no entry, turn back" that sort of thing. So what does my mother do? Drives past the policeman giving hand signals, goes into the cordoned off area, drives past and parks _in front_ of a police car on the side of the road, then gets out to ask the poice officer in the car if it's ok to pass through.
I am baffled about the parents coming to admission interviews etc. I had my mom drop me off at the bus stop by my university on my admission interview day, but that was the closest I wanted any family member. Including my sister who was enrolled in the same university but different faculty and my dad who worked at IT of the university.
Happened when I was a kid and I honestly don't remember what lead to it but, my mom threw me into my bedroom closet (not literally threw me) and told me I had to stay in the closet for an hour and, that for each time she saw or heard me, that would be an additional hour I would have to stay in the closet. I was finally let out after four hours.
As someone who dealt with the same thing with my grandmother- that's abuse. Even if you weren't harmed physically or psychologically and it was just one incident, it's still abusive behavior. Idk the full story but that's pretty concerning and I hope that wasn't regular
One day, my usually mean and abusive father, whiney brother and I were actually laughing and joking one day. Mom came in angry and smacked around my father (he was a foot taller than her and really fat). Then she smacked my brother around until he cried. She looked at me like "C'mon! I saved the best for last!" I fought back. She said "oh, ow!" I said "I'm sorry mom, but you can't -" She then dug her long nails into my shoulders until I collapsed to the ground. It wasn't the only WTF moment but it was one of the weirdest.
@@FirstnameLastname-jd4uq Ha, it just kinda happened. We never really understood. She usually just had my dad attack if she wanted so it's kinda weird she did it herself.
I remember as younger teen one time that, I had a friend coming over, and there were some magazine salesman going door-to-door at the time. Wile I was waiting for them to come over my mom was taking a shower, and had already been bothered by a couple magazine salesmen. My friend comes to the front door and rings the doorbell, my mom comes running in her bra and panties and yells at them about selling magazines, screaming at them. My friends cautiously explained why they were here and it was very awkward.
Not my mom. But my boyfriends mom. She uses me as a punishment to "knock her son down a couple of levels." Im convinced his mom doesnt like me because Ive made her kid "rebellious". His parents have told him that if he moves out. He isnt allowed back anymore because he spents "too much time" with me and my family, we let him relax. But one good thing that she did was find my newest rescue pupper, Banjo. But me, my family, and my bf went to Vegas and went to Zak Bagans haunted museum and he is scared to show them the shirt he got from there because apparently we "wouldnt be christian" for "dabbling in the dark arts". Me, my dad, and my bf are into the paranormal and always wanted to go to the museum. My parents dont like his. His dont like mine. But we are willing to work through it all to be together, despite his parents threats.
His parents sound crazy and overprotective as hell- I hope y'all are able to get past all that, sheesh. It sounds like you two get along well though despite them being crazy so I hope that continues and you two have a happy future together
one time my mom was sending me to jail (I didn’t actually stay) and I was having a meltdown and she was taking pictures and videos of me crying. I still hate my mom for that, even if she’s grown and changed as a person. no matter what she’s done or what happens, I will never forget her for that and I still hate her for that 💀💀💀 reason? I lightly hit my friend as a fucking JOKE. then she told on me or something and then mom heard and.. took me to jail. I had a talking to from one of the police officers 😭
Ohh here we go - terrorized me while I was in hospital with anorexia when I was 14 ( security had to escort her 😂) then proceeds to scam people for money (using my Ed as an excuse) by saying that she 'desperately' needed money for "treatment"... Free treatment. Proceeds to spend ALL the cash she had on junk food (for herself) and opiates 🙃. I ran away when I found out what she did and ended up being admitted to hospital again after police found me. Got taken out of her care at 14 after I was actually able to open up to a nurse at the hosp. I was referred to cps real quick. Also to note this all happened while I was basically tortured with the mh system in Perth au in regards to my Ed. I hope the system gets better someday.. after 11months I was sent back to home country New Zealand. I have been living on my own for fours years...but honestly I'm glad. I wouldn't wish it on anyone. Stay strong people
I had a similar situation except I got in contact with CPS after a different incident. I'm happy to hear you're out of the situation but I hope whatever trauma you may have experienced in that situation doesn't interfere with your life ^^
i am so glad that my mom wasn't super overprotective / sheltered me from the world, who knows what kind of mess i would have turned out to be. yea, there were something things i had learn the hard way, some my fault, some a bit of outdated/missing info but overall, i think i turned out fine.
My mom would pull the "Did you ask about your application?" Sometimes I would just so she wouldn't criticize me. It NEVER has done anything for me. It only wasted other's time.
Story 4 reminded me of something my father did. It wasn’t that bad but was still embarrassing. I didn’t want to go to church one Sunday but he made me. So, I’m sitting there in Sunday School and my friend saw him hovering outside watching through the window in the door to make sure l was in there. Um, where else could l go to?
One time it was a birthday party with nachos and what not and her and her friend were sitting in front of me cause I was sitting on the floor and I just got back with my second plate and then the just start yelling at me for being to fat and I don’t need that much food as I have been staving my self all week.
Oh man i have million stories, like the only time my mom tried to get child support from my older half brother's dad's house and his screendoor was broken and he accused her of breaking it (it was already like that) so she said okay we're leaving, he goes back inside and she takes her keys and scratches his truck from tailight to headlight. Or the time before any of us were born and she saw a girl naked in her (my mom's) boyfriend's house, so she DOVE THROUGH THE GLASS to wail on this girl and she wound up running away down the street, still naked. My mom then walked around her rich boyfriend's house and knocked every expensive thing to the floor. She was savage i tell you and i miss her every day.
I once made a mistake, with a friend during a 7th grade vollyball game, and was told to sit down with my mom. My mom got angry with the coach, and after the game mom took me home, and said you are withdrawing from athletics. She said I wasn't mature enough to play. I wasn't allowed back in athletics until eleventh grade, when I could not keep up with anyone. Years later Mom denied this and said the real reason was because she thought I was being issolated and bullied during athletics. Mom if you had just let things alone, I might have friends my own age, and would not feel like you are my respionsibility, because I don't truly trust you not to screw up my life.
Before Karens existed. Watched my mom, usually calm and reasonable. Verbally beat down some lady at Walmart. Trying to call Child Protective Services. Because my little sister and I, look nothing like her. Adoption does exist lady, ask first.
I am incredibly thankful I have good parents... But all the stories in the subreddit... I am so sorry you were born to terrible people. I promise you... It will get better.
Poncho parents LOOOOVE to send their kids to daycare. Will stand in the window literally crying and screaming for HOURS. I used to move the kid out of the way because seeing their parents standing there having full on meltdowns because they can’t bare to leave the child, it makes them upset. People are CRAZY, why they’re allowed to bodily reproduce lol it wild. They don’t deserve it at all; just making kids lives hell. 20+….in graduate school…COLLEGE…and parents are still there. Incredible!
One thing my parents did was say things like, "Don't do drugs, but if you get offered a free sample, take it" (applying to soft stuff like 'herb', acid, etc. Obviously M, Crack, etc. was warned against heavily), let me have some alcohol at home during holidays, allowed to wager in games at home, things like that. I have ADHD which has, among other problems, a high chance of addiction. No addiction to drugs - even "herb" which I sometimes take for insomnia, no addiction to alcohol, no gambling addiction (except a mild one to gacha but nobody predicted THAT existing when I was growing up)... Turns out, if you normalize and make it boring, people are likely to just shrug at it because it doesn't carry the thrill. Don't hype it up to be exciting, don't make somebody afraid of it unless it really IS something to fear, and they'll almost certainly just... Not show interest in it
Late nineties i was in Hs (when i was in my Marilyn manson, mudvayne , korn phase) and came home to my mother and her church friend "blessing the evil presences" outta my bedroom. I couldn't help myself and whem mom and friend were in the hallway, i called out " its okay evil friends, they're gone, you can come back now". Def didnt help my case but it was so ridiculous, it was all I could think to do.
I have ptsd of helicopter hockey parents Slashing ,cheating ,swearing, parents swearing , cussing out the refs, every thing in ONE GAME We made a complaint to the league (All the parents were banned but from only one rink)
On the umbrella parents thing, I applied at a college that wouldn't consider me unless a parent was there or if I was over 24. I didn't get in because it was too inconvenient for them...
I moved to Western Kentucky from Southern California back in 2004 when in the 7th grade. After living here for a few years and becoming very good friends with someone and my mom becoming good friends with his mom tooz we decided to arrange an opportunity for him to come with us to California to visit some family and see the beach. We were driving there - which takes about 2 days - and planned to be there for about 5 days, making for a total trip length of 9 days. My friend text his mom as often as possible but there were a few times where, while in the middle of literal bumfuck nowhere of the Nevada and California Desert where in 2007 cell phone towers as much of a mirage as a fire hydrant, there were times none of us had cell phone service. So once we got to Los Angeles and we all had service again, neither me nor my mom noticed our phones were dead because who would we call? And my friends was dead too but he was too excited about seeing the beach to remember to call his mom. Well, by the 12th hour of not hearing from them she called the state police to report that we kidnapped him, including giving them our phone numbers, names and the correct address of the family we were there to visit, probably found online. California State Police called us, asked for our names and asked to talk to my friend. Despite him quenching their burning desire to send out the cavalry like they normally would; instead, they asked him if he was with us voluntarily, if he had been kidnapped, if anyone was threatening him and where we were going to be in the next 30 minutes so they could check on him in person. We gave him that information immediately, they politely approached us and verify that he is still alive and not being held against his will. He got to talk to his mom for a few minutes who yelled at him, then he hung up on her. That was a very interesting yet scary situation, especially since, within the next 3 or 4 days, his parents were flying to Las Vegas on their own little trip So, by the time we got back to Kentucky, they were also gone for a few days, lol. Kinda looks like jealousy to me, lol
I used to think my mother was a dick because she only approved of one or two of my friends Turns out she was right, a few talked about me behind my back when my family was in the room, one told my best friend (one of the friends my mother approves of) a secret that was super top secret, she pinky promised and the only other person that knew was my Nana, the secret was that I had a crush on her A bunch of other ones either drifted or I drifted from them because I started picking up bad vibes from some actions that people had pointed out to me I listen to her on that front now, my current two irl friends have been approved, my mother has dropped both off at the bus station after college and she's gotten to talking with them and she likes them so hopefully I don't mess up these friendships I have other friends but I'm not super close to them anymore or they're online My closest online friend has been there for me since 2017 and I will always treasure his friendship So now, my mother is only a dick in the other departments
Not a helicopter parent but my abusive mom “restrained” me for yelling at her by sitting on my stomach to a point where it was difficult to breathe and would not get off for around 20 minutes. I was suffocating and almost passed out, and I had to hit her to get her off of me. After I got free I ran to my kinda friends house and they called the cops. The cops did fuck all and just separated us for the night. Next day she put me in a behavioral hospital for hitting her in defense. If I wouldn’t have hit her I would have passed out and she would have been detained for suffocating her child. Makes me wish I passed out instead of defended myself.
Don't if this counts, mom caught three people trying to steal the catalytic converter . Wearing her nightgown she whipped all three of their butts before dad could even get outside. This was 5 o'clock in the morning and still have the converter. Lol.
The Hunger Games one makes my blood boil. If you don't like it for your kid, that's your business. Don't ruin it for everyone else's kid because you're not a fan.
My mother, after the divorce with my father, became an alcoholic, promiscuous as all hell, and overall neglectful. My strong independent single mother at custody of myself and sisters. I'm in my '30s and married and she wonders why I don't have a strong relationship with her, I still respect her as my mother. However that is as far as my heart will let me go. Just a cherry on top she hates my wife. My wife has her faults but she is a lovely woman and makes me happy. My wife has brought me structure and responsibility. The most effed up thing my mom's ever done? I would say the complete 360 she made after the divorce for my father when I was a kid.
