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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Oh yes, another one...That reminds me - about the broken bones. I broke my wrist, and my foot, and my mum didn't believe me until I was still swollen and limping 8 weeks later. Then she said "hmm.. well maybe you might have broken it." And when I had renal colic and kidney stones during my A level exams due to being anorexic (which of course, to my parents was not a proper disease and I was 'just doing it for attention') and whilst I was on the floor literally screaming in agony, then taken to A&E 4 TIMES in 2 weeks to be injected with pethidine and have tramadol shoved down my neck just to stop me from shaking and blacking out. And I was accused of faking it to get out of doing exams. Cause you can fake having spastic pain fits and throwing up bile and blacking out at 3 in the morning...
Oh, and my dad trying to steal my anti-depressants to flush them down the loo saying that depression wasn't a real illness either.
They loved me really..
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Bathory, Fri 17 Aug 2007, 15:26,
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