Mine hit me with the “We’re spending all this money on you now so you can’t grow up and say we didn’t spend money on you when your were a kid.”
My grandparents came to the US from Germany. Upon hearing my dad say black people that don’t like trumps (1.0) America should go back to Africa, i reminded him that most of them are way more American than we are. I could hear his brain break through the phone
Two weeks after I explained to my father why I had an abortion … and he calmly said he understood my reasons … he told me I’d murdered his grandchild.
He was a real winner, my dad.
I’m so sorry he responded like that, he’s not the one who would have carried, birthed, and raised that child. I hope you’re doing okay and are at peace with the decision you made.
Thanks. I’m good. I thought long and hard about it beforehand because I didn’t want to regret my decision.
- you are pathetic
- you make me want to vomit
- you are disgusting
- you are a disloyal, condescending asshole
- you are sickening
- I can’t wait until I no longer have to be around you
Borderline Personality Disorder is not a ride I ever asked to be on.
My dad said various things about “dirty Mexicans”, eugenic stuff about black people or people with severe mental handicaps, and always had some offhand extreme solution for non-conformists who rocked the boat.
He kept it mostly under wraps when I was younger, but as he got older and the Fox News worm ate into his and his social circle’s brains it started leaking out a lot more.
Being sent off to “military school” was an occasional threat. Like that was going to magically fix things.
My step father told me about the time he told my biological father that he had slept with my mom.
I was a small child and we were all living in a house together, my mom, biological father and step father(my bio dads bff at the time). Step father took my bio father out and told him what they had done. My bio father was so happy to hear the news he shook my step father’s hand and thanked him profusely. He then proceeded to tell my step father how he wanted to burn the house down with me and my mom in it so this is the best news he could possibly get.
After my step father told me this story he followed it up with “at that moment I should have known and left your mother” 🫠
** record scratch noises **
Let me add to that, this is something my own mother said while being of sound mind:
- parents should have the right to kill their children if they become unruly (She said it twice)
My dad recently buult a new garden shed in the garden for tools and gardening stuff. He now started refering to the gazebo in the same garden as “the old shed” for some fucking reason. We were doing something that required power and ge asked me to plug in an extension in the shed. I do that and a couple minutes later he berates me and says he meant the old shed. When I asked if he meant the gazebo, he looked at me as if I had slapped him in the face. We’ve had the gazebo for about 15 years now I think and nobody ever called anything but that.
I was eating dinner with my dad a year ago when he told me about how he believes jews secretly run the world and that there’s something fishy about the Rothschilds. I burst out laughing thinking my dad had suddenly developed a very modern online sense of humor, but unfortunately no.
I’ve never known my dad to be antisemitic, and he even explained that regular jews are a different group from the ones in control.
I straight up told him it’s ridiculous and that he needs to get off the internet, but he never agreed with me. I still don’t know how to handle the situation really.
Oh and my mom went borderline sovereign citizen a few years ago, but I don’t remember what insane thing she said first.
He’s so close… He’s even distinguishing that the problem is social class, just not taking the racism part out of it. There might actually be hope in his case.
He’s even distinguishing that the problem is social class, just not taking the racism part out of it.
Seeing the world turn a blind eye to Gaza confirms that powerful zionists have at least partial control over the western narrative.
“Powerful” being the operative term. It’s a reason to hate the rich, not to hate the Jews.
Reading this makes me realize how many people had really fucked up childhoods. I feel sorry for all of you, don’t give up hope for humanity, and choose (if you can) how to live your own life. There are better people out there.
My da told me “God does not forgive people who curse his name.”
I asked “But God forgives people who sexually abuse kids?”
“If they ask for forgiveness, yes.”
wHy DoNt YoU aTtEnD cHuRcH aNyMoRe??? lmao shut up.
They’re not on the same plane as everyone else. Fantasy delusion to the detriment of the living.
I had a fight with my sister and I threw away a box of brownies in anger, and my parents told me they should have just gone ahead with the abortion instead of backing down from it because my grandfather wouldn’t allow it, I don’t know if I hate my parents or my grandfather more.
My dad, the tech genius that he is, has been against every minor step forward since the 90’s:
“Why do i need an answering machine, if they need me, they’ll call back.” He worked for himself as a handyman, so this is plain ridiculous. Finally, someone gives him an answering machine and suddenly it’s “This is awesome! I never miss a call! I’ve got so much work!” Later it was “Why do I need a debit card? I can just write a check!” which evolved to “It’s so convenient! I can get gas, even when they’re closed!” He repeated the answering machine argument when cell phones arrived, and repeated the results when he finally got one.
It’s a running theme in his life. The one that really gobsmacked me was when he proudly declared “the Internet can’t hurt me if i don’t get on it!”
“the Internet can’t hurt me if i don’t get on it!”
Wise words, old man. o7
After my mother passed, I spent more time with my father than before, just because I thought it was the right thing to do (and my siblings really did not care that much). I realized why I did not have a lot if contact before, he us a classic toxic boomer narcissist.
Spending more time with him did not mean that we grieved my mother’s loss as a family, it was just him monopolizing the grief and needing an audience wallow in self pity. I had no say in any aspect of the funeral, he did not listen to anything I said, he never even once asked how I was, and when I talked about stuff from my life (because someone else asked), he started talking over me, making the conversation about him again. Classic narcissist parent playbook.
At some point i was fed up, and told him as much, which of course did not go over well. Complete disbelief, he acted as if I had insulted him, yelling, accusations of being ungrateful, all the bells and whistles. Not a single thought that this behaviour might have been wrong. I just left and cut contact. After a week or so he wrote me what I think was meant as an apology. What he “apologized” for was that because of his greatness, he was always the center of attention which of course emphasized my insignificance, which he can see made me feel bad. It was so grotesque that I burst out in manic laughter, my wife was seriously worried.
The good thing about this, it made me slowly unwrap what I now realize is a lot of childhood drama (which I thought was normal), and understand why my siblings basically don’t want anything to do with him. Still struggling to take the step to seek professional therapy (which I know I need), but I already feel better starting to understand that how my father treated me was not because I am worthless, but because he was a really bad dad.
Have you heard of a book called Adult Children of Immature Parents? I dont known if it entirely applies to you, but it helped me put words to what i experienced growing up.
Yes. My mom, unprompted one day, said:
“Did you guys know that Elon Musk’s Dad owns an emerald mine?”
Followed by me saying “yes, did you also know he used slave labor in apartheid South Africa to build it?”
“Well I don’t really care about any of that. I just thought it was cool.”
It’s brutal when the mask inevitably comes off and you realise that your parents, who were once like gods, are in fact retarded.
Slightly tangential, but it’s beyond any reason that her and my dad can read the exact same Bible and parse different meanings from it. My dad is the least judgmental, least preachy Christian I know. She missed the memo, it seems.
45,000 + denominations of Christianity. Bound to be one or two differences.
True Christians leave the judgement to God. Your dad’s one of the good ones.
😩😭😭, No it’s the worst. To find out that your parents are in fact retarded. They lack common sense, and they are just simply not able to learn about anything in regards to subjects or topics. Oh and don’t get my started on a one narrative regurgitated MSM news that spit out lies and shit. They are just stupid and easily brainwashed and have no common sense. They live in their own delusional bubble.
That’s a cop out. It’s not stupidity. It’s hate.
I think to some extent hate is born of stupidity, certainly fear. Probably a combination of both, fear and stupidity = hate.
thats how conservatives think, they selective hear what they want to hear.
When I was little, I did something bad (I don’t even remember what it was), and my mom got angry with me about it, and I was already crying, and I asked her “Do you still love me?” and she said “I don’t know”, and that shit has stuck with me forever and I’m sure contributes to the fact that I don’t truly trust anyone. If I brought it up to her now, she’d 100% deny it.
Light that gas right up, mom.
