I don't even have a mic or headphones, I just have cheap earphones and a laptop like I don't even have a decent setup or a proper game console or anything.
WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME
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That's really what it is.
My parents aren't just cold, they're ****ing cruel. What I had to eat yesterday was a pack of ramen noodles, meanwhile they get to stuff their faces. I grabbed one mini doughnut a few minutes ago to eat it, because I was super hungry. ONE. Response to it was "Oh I guess you can have one *glare*" - as if I never give them anything.
I think it's nap time for Lollers :|
guud nite c:
I really love my parents. I must be crazy.
I don't particularly love or hate anything.
My feelings towards my parents are leaning more towards respect and appreciation. If they gave me life, food and shelter, it's enough reason for me to be content with their presence.
Lynea, I wouldn't call them "****ing cruel" if I were you.
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Some children lack all three, and more.
Sounds like a lot of typical teenage angst around here.
My parents are horrible because they don't spoil me.
Agree. It's not the same thing. US and Romania are not the same countries. It's one thing to give her a certain look and speak to her in a certain tone while still allowing her to live in their house, it's a whole 'nother thing to let your child starve to death.
You have yet to see the things I've seen and unless you have access to some underground site, you'll never see those things on your TV. The world is much more crueler than a parent that doesn't allow you to eat your favorite doughnut.
Lyn, you don't seem to be malnourished, you don't seem to be sleeping in the rain outside the house. I don't say that your parents are the best and that you should be eating their crap, but put a little value in the things you have, rather than whining about the things you lack.
My parents are fine. I'm only dissapointed in them in that they didn't discipline me enough physically when I was a kid, it would've been a much gentler path to learning to behave properly.
My parents never talk to me, I never talk to them.
I give them money for rent, and I pay half of the electric bill. Both of these are on my own free will. I am not required to pay anything, as I'm still in school. I choose to pay.
There are no words of exchange, unless my parents need me to pick up my sister or drive them to a party.
It's ideal.
Reading about problematic scenarios with others and their parents make me wonder just how problematic it is. How bad could it be?
I wouldn't know. It's always been like this. It's always been so perfect.
Perhaps there is an issue. They never cook, they're terrible at cooking, and I'm terrible at cooking. They're always eating out with party friends, but they usually bring me their leftovers. They stick it in the fridge, and it's gone the next morning.