how bad was your childhood ? if your parents treated you badly?

Question

and you could tell them off, what would say ?

Answer 1

Telling them off is pointless, since they're both dead. My mother was a religious zealot who was too busy praying to really have time for me. She made me pray a lot, but otherwise, rarely spoke to me. It was fairly clear that I was a burden, and interrupted her religious life. Later, she ended up in a coma as the result of an accident and eventually lingered as a vegetable until her death. My father was an abusive alcoholic who beat the hell out of me and sometimes kept me imprisoned in a cold, dark room. Then, as he fell deeper into alcoholism, he began leaving me alone, which means that I had to scrounge for my own food and clothing. Then the alcoholism became too much and he fell into a deep depression. His health was totally ruined. One day, I came home from school to discover that he'd committed suicide. I'll never get that horrifying image out of my head as long as I live.

Answer 2

Well, since my father left home since I was a little baby, I was always thought that my uncle was the male influence in my life, but instead of trying to get us closer he was always portrayed by my aunt and my cousins as the ogre in the Fairy Tale History (Yeah I know can I be more obvious??? Don't mention it!!!) with the passing of the years and the family inner conflicts I kinda keep that image about him, besides he has such an explosive character that the best line to behave was "Frankie don't (place mischief behavior here) or I will tell uncle Joseph!" He wasn't that bad, yes he yelled till you cried your eyes out but, he never got physical, you know? like a smack on the face or bottom...I don't know if I could ever tell them that they shouldn't scare me with the image of my only uncle alive today.

Answer 3

My childhood was full of drama. Horrible to say the least. Yes I finally did tell them off and went on my own,that was 5 years ago and I have never been happier.

Answer 4

My mom and I are best friends, but my dad and I are a different story.We can like each other one day and not talk that much the next day. Some of our views about religion and choices I want to make for my life. I am a senior in highschool .He sees differently than I do. I have talked back to him a couple of times.

Answer 5

I'm not best friends with my parents, but I certainly don't hate them. I'm definitely closer and more comfortable with my mom than I am with my dad. If I had to describe how I felt about my dad, I would say that I just tolerate him. Though, there are times that he acts like a model father.

Answer 6

I grew up on the mean streets of Pearl City, it's a rough fishin' town off of the Wabash. My parents made damn sure to let me know they didn't want me. I ran away from home at the age of 10 and they didn't bother looking for me. I moved in with Jelly Jam Jar Johnson, who took me in, treated me as if I was his son, taught me to play blues guitar. Up till the age of 10, my life sucked. I was yelled at for doing nothing, whipped all the time, but when Jelly Jam Jar took me in, he treated me with kindness and respect. He taught me the gift of Blues Guitar, and I am thankful. If I didn't live wiht Jelly Jam Jar, I could have ended up as a bad kid. I could have been into drugs, as there is a big problem in the town, but I didn't. Jelly taught me that pills and booze and drugs killed many a poor boy, and that you ddidn't need it to play the real blues.

I haven't seen my birth parents since I was 10. My "father" died about 3 years ago, and last I heard, my mom was selling her body for meth, specializing in ten dollar blow jobs and has a trick baby or two. It doesn't matter,they aren't my family anymore.
Real family is who you make it to be, not who you're born to.

I wouldn't tell my "parents" off if I saw them again, I wouldn't waste my breath. They aren't worth it. If I'm going to have words with someone, it's going to have to be with some one who is worth my time.

Answer 7

My grandmother raise me my mother was unfit and my father just finally came into my life but i've never seen him...But if i could tell them off i would really wait til they try and tell me about life and i'd let them have it

Answer 8

I come from a very large family and we were very poor but my parents worked very hard and they were always there for us... and somehow we had fun.

Now I always tell them how much I love them and how lucky I am to have them for my parents.

After reading the other answers I really feel lucky.

Answer 9

my childhood was absolutly terrible. will put no details here, sorry