Terrible ParentingMy parents used to lock my brother, sister and I in the car while they went to the pub for a "quick one" after work. This quick one might last several hours, during which they would send bottles of Indian Tonic Water to us by way of refreshment.
On one particularly cold evening, bored stupid, we lit a small bonfire on the back seat of the car using the cigarette lighter and the contents of the glove box. We owe our lives to passing winos. (BTW: Please no more Maddie or Jesus gags, they've been done.)
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Scaryduck LIKES EGG, Thu 16 Aug 2007, 9:47)
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My fatherUsed to take the opportunity anytime possible to knock a piece of living shit out of me whenever I did anything wrong. He thought fear of his attacks on me would set me on the straight and narrow.
Usually it would involve being slammed against the wall face first causing serious nose bleeds (My nose was broken enough times). Other times he would pin my back to the wall, and then take a good low blow to the stomach and winding me. Others involve smacking me around the head and smacking my arse full pelt.
Once in my teens, I couldn't go out in fear of coming home without getting another kick-in, so spent my time never going out cos I was always under curfew. Anyway, the list goes on and on.
He's a alcoholic, heavy smoking, short tempered bastard, and he's turned me into that very person. Cos that's how I was brought up. Only difference is that I don't want kids, cos I dare not try to go any further down that path.
Bad Parenting enough for ya?
/end emo blog
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