not loved but bloody essential
I split up from my ex and moved to my parents. I didn't want to, but lack of cash and the prospect of commiting suicide if I stayed with the selfish tnuc forced me to.

All my possessions were in black bin bags in the spare room; clothes, books, bedding etc. My work clothes and pyjamas were the only items I kept in my room. One day the bags had disappeared. I asked my father where they had gone, and during the ad break for coronation street I got a 'shhh now, go and ask your mother, I'm watching tv'. My mother told me the truth; she had put some old clothes in some carrier bags and also put them in the spare room. She had asked my father the day before to take the old clothes to the recycling depot. When he asked were the clothes were, she replied they are all in bags in the spare room. My father took her at her word. All bags were removed, put into the car and driven three miles away to the depot. Her rags, my coats, my suits, my dresses, my shoes, my bags, my books in fact 99% of everything I had. All I had left the clothes I had on, two skirts for work, a few bits of underwear and a blouse.

All I ever had as an apology from my father was a £10 M&S gift voucher. He asked me when my birthday was, I said it was the next day, so he told me he'd bought a voucher for me. My mother said that I should be pleased as he had remembered my birthday and had gone all the way into the town centre to buy it.
( pottybeaver is neither a potty nor a beaver, Fri 15 Aug 2008, 21:28, 2 replies)

well
you need to stop being a wimp and getting thrown about.

if my parents did that, no matter how much i love them i would cause some trouble.
(Kierz, Sat 16 Aug 2008, 3:11, closed)

Well
if the person above me isn't going to show any sympathy, I will, you poor thing! That being said, M&S do some alright rags, at least it wasn't QS.
(LickOutTheJamsMotherfuckers!, Sat 16 Aug 2008, 13:34, closed)