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Parents socially stunted me by sending me to all boys school and keeping me away from other girls during puberty and the rest of highschool. Basically some of the most pivotal years in social development.
Anybody ever felt their parent held them back?
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Behind-the-wheel
Living dead
I know mine did.
Taught me NOTHING...not a fukking goddamn THING...about being black.
Not my history, not my culture, shared none of their experiences....NOTHING!
Came up with no identity and subsequently been on the outside looking in ever since.
Kept me from goin to the west coast too...fukked up my chances to get outta NY on some crab-in-the-bucket shyt.
Missed out on getting to know my rich aunt out there that died 5 years later.
Didn't get my first nut til way after I should have cause of everything above.
Still don't understand people and have a deep seated resentment of all humans due to a lack of understanding thanks to dear old mom and dad.
Man, I could go on for fukking pages.
One day I'm just gonna kill em all.
Taught me NOTHING...not a fukking goddamn THING...about being black.
Not my history, not my culture, shared none of their experiences....NOTHING!
Came up with no identity and subsequently been on the outside looking in ever since.
Kept me from goin to the west coast too...fukked up my chances to get outta NY on some crab-in-the-bucket shyt.
Missed out on getting to know my rich aunt out there that died 5 years later.
Didn't get my first nut til way after I should have cause of everything above.
Still don't understand people and have a deep seated resentment of all humans due to a lack of understanding thanks to dear old mom and dad.
Man, I could go on for fukking pages.
One day I'm just gonna kill em all.
Behind-the-wheel
Living dead
^^^THIS^^^
This is what's missing from my person...the gaping black hole in my humanity...the gift I was never given and cannot receive now...The loss in my essence...
The fact that i've survived this long is the act of a higher power.
Behind-the-wheel
Living dead
God no! Everything I have I have because of my mom and dad. I'd jump on a bomb for those two nutjobs.
They sacrificed EVERYTHING to make sure we had every opportunity. I grew up supported, loved, pushed, cherished, happy, and encouraged.
Sure we were broke as hell and living like Little House on the Prairie sometimes lol!
But poverty never kept my parents from loving us with everything they had and if I had to do it all over again, I wouldn't change a thing.
I remember one time, my father put his head in his hands and he was so stressed b/c they had gotten evicted and we were staying in my one bedroom apartment in college.
Or my mother was ashamed one day b/c we once went close to a year without electricity. I remember cutting up dishrags to make wicks for kerosene lamps. But I also remember making shadow puppets with my father and us playing Tunk and blk jack by candle light.
It's hard to discuss, not because I'm ashamed but b/c I really, really hope my parents understand how grateful I am to them. They gave us so much love and positivity growing up even despite the hard times. Sometimes I think they are ashamed of having struggled throughout life but I need them to know I would take the love they gave us over ANYTHING else. They were there for us in every way. From driving me out of state to my first Tae Kwon Doe tournament to seeing my dad cry for the first time when I went to live overseas. From taking food to my sister on the marching band to taking me to the pool everyday in the summer. Me and my dad up at 6am on Saturday watching Conan the Barbarians with mixing bowls full of cereal. My mom interrupting Pirates of Darkwater to make me get dressed to sing in a talent show. I adored my childhood and my family. We are all so close to one another. If there is anything good about me, it's b/c of them.
Gat-dayum yo...that for real had me ugly cryin...remembering my own hard times.
Thank you...needed that more than I knew.
Dapped and repped.
Behind-the-wheel
Living dead
Ya know when I was younger, all my dad just told me was to "do your homework", "Take school seriously", "You'll be nothing without school". That's it. I was young and had no idea what the real world is like. But now I realize that it isn't school that is most important in life. It's character and self-confidence. Just recently, my dad tells me I should change my negative attitude, never let anyone make you feel inferior, and talk to girls. Not saying school isn't important, but people should KNOW themselves and achieve their own goals and then apply it to education. I didn't even know what I wanted to do when I hit 22. Most of the confident dudes I know had parents encourage them into hobbies and sports. I did fukk all during my childhood besides helping my dad with his carpentry and plumbing.
On his side, he did worked his fingers to the bone to provide for me and the family, I just wish I had the right guidance.
On his side, he did worked his fingers to the bone to provide for me and the family, I just wish I had the right guidance.
Toe Jay Simpson
Searchin’
My parents only wanted the best for me and I ain’t grow up to be SQUAT
Miles Davis
Prince of Darkness
Yea, a lot of my current problems are because of them I feel. I’m trying to fix them but it’s very difficult
I get they had problems too which means it ain’t 100% on them but they should’ve been more cognizant.
I get they had problems too which means it ain’t 100% on them but they should’ve been more cognizant.
Hugs!!!
Gat-dayum yo...that for real had me ugly cryin...remembering my own hard times.
Thank you...needed that more than I knew.
Dapped and repped.
It's good energy all around.
I could never see my elders as a burden b/c even tho we struggled, we were rich in love.
Honestly I think getting to watch my mom and dad grow up together and learn how to navigate life is possibly one of the greatest lessons I've ever learned. People don't understand but having children doesn't mean that gambling problem or smoking problem or pessimism or negativity or depression goes away.
We have to forgive our parents (if they didn't abuse u b/c that's different) for making a few mistakes along the way if we know they did the best they could and loved us.
Hell my parents came from butt-fukk, one stop light towns. They didn't know what credit was or FICO when they moved to town. I remember sending money home from overseas and after giving my parents a couple of years to save money and live in my old apartment, they Skyped me at school in Japan so I could watch my mom and dad sign on their new home after they lost the first one in foreclosure when my dad got laid off from the railroad due to racism.
We were all crying b/c home means so much to u when u go with not having one. My Japanese principal was crying. My little students were crying. My mom, my dad. I'll never forget that shyt. We overcame the odds
They weren't perfect. They are 68 and 72 and STILL learning shyt about each other after 48 years of marriage. I swear we been through so much together as a family I can't even put it into words. But they have been there every step of the way and I would live, die and kill for them.
I'm who I am today b/c of them and I'm not perfect but i genuinely love who I am. So they did alright. And I'm not going to let them work until they die either. They got two more years of working left. Then we are selling the house and I'm moving their asses with me wherever I accept a tenure-track job at. Already got an offer pending my graduation in Vancouver. Never been to British Columbia but if the health care is good and my parents can live healthy and with dignity for their rest of their lives then it is what it is.
Behind-the-wheel
Living dead
Hugs!!!
It's good energy all around.
I could never see my elders as a burden b/c even tho we struggled, we were rich in love.
Honestly I think getting to watch my mom and dad grow up together and learn how to navigate life is possibly one of the greatest lessons I've ever learned. People don't understand but having children doesn't mean that gambling problem or smoking problem or pessimism or negativity or depression goes away.
We have to forgive our parents (if they didn't abuse u b/c that's different) for making a few mistakes along the way if we know they did the best they could and loved us.
Hell my parents came from butt-fukk, one stop light towns. They didn't know what credit was or FICO when they moved to town. I remember sending money home from overseas and after giving my parents a couple of years to save money and live in my old apartment, they Skyped me at school in Japan so I could watch my mom and dad sign on their new home after they lost the first one in foreclosure when my dad got laid off from the railroad due to racism.
We were all crying b/c home means so much to u when u go with not having one. My Japanese principal was crying. My little students were crying. My mom, my dad. I'll never forget that shyt. We overcame the odds
They weren't perfect. They are 68 and 72 and STILL learning shyt about each other after 48 years of marriage. I swear we been through so much together as a family I can't even put it into words. But they have been there every step of the way and I would live, die and kill for them.
I'm who I am today b/c of them and I'm not perfect but i genuinely love who I am. So they did alright. And I'm not going to let them work until they die either. They got two more years of working left. Then we are selling the house and I'm moving their asses with me wherever I accept a tenure-track job at. Already got an offer pending my graduation in Vancouver. Never been to British Columbia but if the health care is good and my parents can live healthy and with dignity for their rest of their lives then it is what it is.
That's so friggin awesome man....I don't even know what to say.
You're the realest most favorite person I've talked with on here this week.
I don't know you outside of here, but best believe I'm proud of ya!!!
Keep up the great work, this world needs more good people like you.
Entropy Fan
Superstar
Thats beyond foul
Howd u figure out he was a hater ?
Just with time, getting older and seeing my pops for who he truly was
as a kid you look at your pops bragging on his athletic prowess like
but in actuality he was trash. he saw all those coaches, scouts, and everybody praising me and it made him feel some kind of way
when I got my college degree, this negro had the nerve to look me up and down and say "we ain't all got degrees" like i did something wrong
keep in mind, he told me to go to college from the time I could even read and write; but as soon as I got it, he got salty.
I could write a book on how much of an a$$hole my pops is.
Brolic Scholar
Licensed Text Technician
Yeah. It’s sad and I hate even thinking about it. I had a negative dream killing step-mother. I also had a father that mostly didn’t give great guidance or advice. I was scouted by top schools for football AND had Ivy League Dartmouth recruiting me. Wasted potential.