Author Topic: My parents are starfishs.  (Read 2654 times)

at least you still have both your mom and your dad. And I kind of understand where you are coming from, my mom has tried to stab me *dodged* once and another time she was attacking me and i hid in the bathroom and locked the door and she broke the lock on the bathroom door and i somehow slid past her into the living room and she doesnt follow me. thinking everythings ok i start to let me guard down then she pulls out a tazer from behind her back *dodged and ran for my life* lol but im used to it #yolo

EDIT: but im not saying that you dont have it that bad, Im saying just take in the good moments u do have with them. and yea above posts are correct alot of times the older child is given up on and the younger child becomes their ambition or whatever idk im hi

hows about /calling the goddamn police/

you have parents, be thankful for that.


you have parents, be thankful for that.

You know, you're right! Because I'm not being ritualistically tortured by my parents, I should be thankful that my parents want a 100% perfect son that has no issues in life what-so-ever! And you should be thankful that your parents didn't murder you when you where born because they didn't like the way you looked! And you should also be thankful that anything that could have gone wrong didn't! Like a meteor didn't strike your home! Or that your leg wasn't amputated because of gangrene! Or that you didn't get aids! Or that time travelers haven't tried to kill your son because in the future he stops the robot takeover! Or that you weren't aborted! Or that you weren't sucked up by a black hole! Or that you weren't born with birth defects! Or that you don't have autism! Or that you aren't a serial killer! Or that you aren't blind! Or that you have hands! Or that you weren't born when they didn't have the polio vaccination and you became crippled because of it! Or that a guy doesn't bust into your room right now and blows your leg off with a stopwatch loaded into a musket! Or that you didn't get hit with a t-shirt cannon at the last baseball game! Or that you weren't a jew in germany during the holocaust! Or that you aren't a jihad bomber! Or that you didn't accidentally OD on tylenol! Or that you aren't beaten in the streets by a guy in a gumby costume! Or that you didn't have your richard chopped off with a butter knife when you went out to a diner! Or that the plane you got on didn't get a goose caught in the engine and it didn't go down killing everyone in the crash! Or that you weren't in the twin towers on 9/11! Or that you don't get shocked to death by plugging in a faulty brown town vibrator! Or that the tissue paper isn't covered in anthrax! Or that president obama doesn't bust down your door and beat you to death with a belt! Or that you don't lose all your teeth from a loan shark! Or that you don't get put in an industrial sized microwave and explode like a zit when they turn it on! Or that you don't get busted with 10000 pounds of cocaine!

I should really count my blessings.

Your parents have given up hope on your Brother and want to do better with you.

Listen up forgetstick, 11 years ago today i lost my mother and let me tell you about the hell that my family has gone through

she died because of complications during childbirth. to protect my newborn sister from the truth and her siblings my father invented the lie about her dying from a totally unrelated heart attack. for ten years we dealt with abusive nannies, child protective services and our own goddamn relatives trying to take us away from my fathers care, and countless other obstacles and troubles because my mother died. my friends ostracized me because of the subsequent depression and anger going on inside of me. I transferred schools twice. When I had finally moved on to the point that i could socially function again, I didn't have time to because I was too goddamn busy helping raise my sisters. ranting because your parents give a stuff about you doesn't fly with me ESPECIALLY not today.

i recommend that you grow the forget up and actually listen to what your parents are telling you instead of whining like a little bitch on the internet.

My mother always yells at me for small things :c

Listen up forgetstick, 11 years ago today i lost my mother and let me tell you about the hell that my family has gone through

she died because of complications during childbirth. to protect my newborn sister from the truth and her siblings my father invented the lie about her dying from a totally unrelated heart attack. for ten years we dealt with abusive nannies, child protective services and our own goddamn relatives trying to take us away from my fathers care, and countless other obstacles and troubles because my mother died. my friends ostracized me because of the subsequent depression and anger going on inside of me. I transferred schools twice. When I had finally moved on to the point that i could socially function again, I didn't have time to because I was too goddamn busy helping raise my sisters. ranting because your parents give a stuff about you doesn't fly with me ESPECIALLY not today.

i recommend that you grow the forget up and actually listen to what your parents are telling you instead of whining like a little bitch on the internet.

My point was that because things can be worse, doesn't mean things aren't bad. And comparing your bad experiences to mine doesn't make it better.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Holocaust

Just because the holocaust happened doesn't mean what happened to you isn't bad.

People who where in the holocaust would tell you to grow the forget up right about now.


Bad things happen. Just because they could be worse doesn't mean they're not bad. Just because someone's had it worse off doesn't mean he's not allowed to feel angry or sad or whatever. You guys need to grow up and stop being a douche, people are entitled to opinions.

Comr4de,
« Last Edit: March 20, 2013, 01:50:09 AM by TristanLuigi »

My point was that because things can be worse, doesn't mean things aren't bad. And comparing your bad experiences to mine doesn't make it better.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Holocaust
Just because the holocaust happened doesn't mean what happened to you isn't bad.
People who where in the holocaust would tell you to grow the forget up right about now.
People who where in the holocaust would laugh at you right about now, you complain because you get shouted at and then you call your parents 'starfishs'. You're calling the people who have raised you up and provided for you 'starfishs' they've given up a good part of their life bringing you up, taken a huge dedication, financial and emotional to you and your brothers upbringing and you have the nerve to call them 'starfishs'

And you can't see why Comr4de is pissed off?

And why would people in the holocaust tell him to grow up? They lost family in it, if anything they'd attempt to comfort him and then they'd call you an idiot.

Idiot.
Bad things happen. Just because they could be worse doesn't mean they're not bad. Just because someone's had it worse off doesn't mean he's not allowed to feel angry or sad or whatever. You guys need to grow up and stop being a douche, people are entitled to opinions.

Comr4de,
You're an idiot too.

Seriously, you're idiots.

Smells like teen angst! Your life must be a living hell, your parents yell at you.

...his parents attacked him with a weapon at one point...

Just... sayin'...

Ok, seriously? You were too lazy to throw away a soda can, so she made you do it, even if the knife thing was a bit overkill, why didn't you just, oh I dunno... Throw the can away in the first place?


And the grime thing, you could have just offered to clean it or something, really. Just endure their complaining, and calmly do as you're told.

I mean wow. Seriously would it have been that difficult? Jesus, some of the people in my generation are way too babied and expect things to be handed to them nicely on a silver plate. Once children reach 13, I would hope they would have realized that that is not the case. I guess not, unfortunately.

Hey OP, you know that without your parents you'd probably a mess just like your brother?

I get yelled at my parents all the time, but that's what makes me what I am. I'm not a lazy teenager who complains about their parents? I'm not saying I'm perfect, and I don't get mad at them. You should be thankful that your parents love you enough to tell you that you need to throw a soda can away and you need to wipe down your keyboard. Not everyone has parents like that you know? Some would be sitting in the car with you and taking drugs then giving you the needle and telling you to wait for a few hours until they aren't high anymore. Be glad that your parents aren't doing drugs in front of you and giving you the responsibility to make sure the cops don't find the drugs. (Not saying mine did). And don't do that handicapped "Counting blessings" stuff. Cause you know what? No one's going to stick you in a huge freaking microwave and make you pop like a zit. Seriously. Grow up. I've seen way to many teens get mad at their parents and don't listen to them.... BAM! They're dumb hicks who take drugs all day and drop out of high school.

But the kids who DO stay with their parents and listen to them, usually turn out to be rather successful. I've seen it all my life, and I'm pretty sure everyone else has to...

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Also grime on your keyboard is gross, stop being lazy and clean it up.