Parents...suck...hard. (M for heavy language)

[Leingod]

Hello, Hello Midoreans. This is a thread dedicated to rants for people you cannot stand. In my case, my parents. So feel free to scream out your thoughts and feelings. And don't be afraid to allow someone to lean on your shoulder! You might just make em feel better in the end ^^ Now that that is all said and done...here's a rant on my parents.

A lil sidenote. If you are returning from the break section that I put in there, hit CTRL+F, and type: =BREAK=TIME=

First, the source of this rant: My Mom.
Honestly, I thought that my mother and I were at a fine understanding that I am about to become a full legal adult (21) in less than three months from now. I believed that we had an understanding that I will have a life, I will have friends, and I will have the need to hang out with them. I also thought we had an understanding that despite my anti-social personality, she would know her own son well enough to not feel "uncomfortable" around him because he's silent and keeps to himself. Unfortunately after a friday night, I discovered that we were nowhere near that kind of understanding. According to her, I am just a mere total stranger.

What exactly happened?
I'll cut it short. I got invited to an awesome party one friday morning that was taking place on the following day. It was a party with friends that I knew all too well, and felt comfortable with. Now this party wasn't going to be one of those drinking parties, or drug parties. It was just going to be a very good day with friends, and enjoying their company. I ask my mother if I could go, and had full confidence that it was an automatic yes. Instead, she gives me the whole paranoid speech about wanting to know who my friends are, who their parents are, what they do for a living, and all that other crap that isn't any of her damn business! Now I will let you know that I have had incidents similar to this one that followed this very concept. I try to get to a gathering with friends, and she wants to do the whole meet them bullshit. This is the exact reason why I don't get out as often as most people, why I am anti-social, and why I never got to enjoy my life as a teen up to this very moment! I mean it's so bad, I sometimes had to sneak out in order to be with my friends...and that is just terrible!

And now, the rant.
I've always had to follow that stupid ass rule since I was like...-does a bit of time travel- 6 years of age..6 flippin years of age! Hello! I'm 20 for crying out loud! I shouldn't have to follow that dumbass rule anymore, since I am able to take care of myself! Just because she doesn't know a damn thing about her own son, doesn't mean she should keep him from his own friends! She knows damn well that I do not hang with a bad crowd, she should know I am against getting into any trouble, inflicting harm on my own body, (Like drugs) Getting into mischief, or any of that! So why the fuck do I have to follow that stupid ass rule to begin with?! Can someone tell me why?! Oh wait..wait...in fact, she DID tell me the reason!

Mom: "The reason why is because I hardly know you. Your always in your room, and you never come out. The only time I see you is when you get something, eat, leave the house to go to the mall, is told to go with us to outings, and when you go to/come from school. I never see you after that. I mean, your younger sister comes in, and talks to me openly about everything while you don't."

HALT! Stop talking, right there! You see...she fails to realize that I AM NOT A FUCKING SOCIAL BUTTERFLY! Me and my sister are two entirely different people! What my sister is, I am the total oposite! She prefers to be around people, I prefer to be alone most of the damn time! She prefers loud shit, I prefer the god damn quiet! You get the picture...It isn't in my blood to just randomly strike a conversation out of the fucking blue! I am not the type who approaches others most of the time! The only time I would EVER approach someone, is if I could clearly see we have some common ground already, without even having to exchange any words to figure it out. Other then that, I won't say a damn word. Plus, what the hell am I supposed to talk about? I don't see the point in just talking about random shit that doesn't even matter, or won't make such a big impression at all! So my mom just expects me to walk up to her and say stupid shit about my life like: "Oh guess what? I breathed all day!" Or something stupider like: "Yo I did the most amazing thing! I walked a total of five hundred steps!" No no no...that's just not how I work. If she wants to get to know me so badly, which she SHOULD already know, all she has to do is follow the same example as my dad...and just ASK ME what she wants to know!

Now why won't I even talk that often to my mom in the first place, aside from the fact that I'm anti-social...I shouldn't have to explain why, but I will anyway to clear up a few things. One, I don't feel comfortable talking to her. Absolutely not. There has been countless of times where I try to talk to her, and share a normal conversation so she could "get to know me better." But every time I try to do that, she always turn it into some kind of lecture, saying the same shit I heard already, and it ends in a life lesson that she thinks I had not yet figured out for myself. I swear, I get the impression that she thinks I am slow, and I have a one track mind. Every time she has to lecture me, she always assumes that I am constantly thinking about video games, 24/7. She also assumes that I am incapable of an intellectual conversation, because she happens to eavesdrop on the conversations I have with my friends, where we talk about "Dumb Stuff" as she (And my Dad...I'll get on his case later) likes to call it.

Mom: "You know (Real name), you need to learn how to start having intellectual conversations other than games. Because that is all you know how to talk about, and all you think about. You are clearly incapable of doing that, and you need to get out your room more often and see the world."

HAH! That shows what she knows. All of my friends who knows me IRL, knows damn well that what my mom says is absolutely not true. First off, when I talk to people, I do a little something called "The Art of Conversation." I stay within the fucking subject, and let it change on it's own. The conversations I have can go from fun, to serious, to intellectual, and everything else you can think of. I'll also add that I MAKE them enjoyable, because I am just that easy to converse with. I can talk about anything, and everything, no matter what the subject is. (Unless it makes me feel uncomfortable, or I don't even like the person I'm talking to.) As for seeing the world? I've seen more than she can imagine.

Anyway, I'm not done...there's a crap tone of stuff that I never talk to my mom about, just because of the way she is. But I'm only going to stick to the main reasons for now...another thing I don't talk to my mom about, IS my friends. The reason why I don't is because she always have something negative to say about them. Want a good example? Take my friend Drew for example. A childhood friend that I grew up with, my mom knew him well, and my family got along with his really easily. Fast forward it into the future, and she already talks negatively about him just because he has a tattoo. Just for a fucking piece of art on his left upper arm. I'm not pulling any legs here. She talks bad shit about all of my friends that she knows, just because of the shit that they do, and it's not even that big of a fucking deal! She knows they are good people, so why the hell does she have to say bad shit about them?! After some failed attempts at getting her to see the light, I decided to stop that all together. I mean...it's even gotten bad to the point where I'm not allowed over their house...with or without parents...

Still reading this rant, eh? Well I'll say that you sure are a trooper for sticking with me this long! Take a break and come back! I still have a fuck ton of stuff to unload.

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Back from the break? Good! Let's go even further then.

So now you know why I'm just not comfortable with talking to her...she doesn't make it easy, she always believes her way is right..she just doesn't understand at all. So I said fuck it, and kept things to myself. I have been doing it for like...I say....ever since the second semester of my freshman year.And I was like what...14 or 15? Yeah, that sounds about right. Even though it's where I began to walk the path of anti-socialism, there was still a shit ton of events that CLEARLY states what kind of person I am. Ever since I kept to myself, things were actually looking up the past years. A better relationship was building up, she was seeing me as a responsible person than a retard, and was beginning to see that I don't have a one track mind. I was really starting to believe that we finally had a relationship with no problems...and all it took was for me to keep my mouth shut. Then...that one friday night came along...The biggest reason why I was pissed off that friday night, is because of what she said right here...

Mom: "Your like a total stranger to me, and you make me feel uncomfortable because you never talk and your always in your room."

That right there is what told me EVERYTHING about our relationship. This whole time, I thought everything was finally good, only to find out that she's intimidated by my life of solitude at home. It made me feel like every thing was just some shitty act, and I thought that she knew me well. It also felt like my high school years all over again. Why? Because I got in some REAL deep shit, because a rumor about me spread around the school like wildfire, all because I was anti-social, and talked to only a handful of people. My silence somehow lead people to believe that I have a hit-list. A hit-list filled with all the people who ticked me off, and constantly got on my case. One student got scared, told their parents, told the disciplinarian, got the cops over, and I was in a long conference with them because of it. All because I choose to be quiet and keep to myself. Well, that's how it is with my mother and I right now. She feels scared, just because I don't stay up under her like my 17 year old sister. That's not my nature, that's not me at all.

Ever since then, she keeps telling me to come out of my room more often, and talk to her openly. To hell with that. From now on, if she wants to know something, then just do what my dad does, as well as everyone else. Just fucking ask what she wants to know. There has been a lot of times where she would say stuff like: "How come you never told me you knew about this?" Or "I didn't know you were clever like that."
Well my response has always, and still is to this day: "You never asked."

Hey! Don't think for a second that I'm finished! It's not over yet! Note that the title says "Parents Suck." I still have to get on my Dad's case...and I shall do that right now.

Now...compared to my mom, I don't have THAT much to say about my dad...but I have thoughts on him that are worth mentioning. First I'll say that I get along a bit easier with my dad..mainly because he's laid back, doesn't want to make things too difficult, and knows how to handle shit in an easier way when it comes to me and my sis. He's also an amazing provider, sacrifices a shit ton of stuff for the family, and he does what he can to support us all....which is very very good...hooooowever! He has some bugs that need to be ironed out...

Now I'm only going to talk about the major stuff and leave the nit pick shit alone. First, he has to learn how to encourage me and my sister. He always puts us down without even realizing it. It pisses me off, and it hurts the living shit out of my sister. He always thinks almost everything I do is considered dumb stuff, and just like mom, he believes a majority of my friends are idiots, when they are clearly not. He really needs to change that, pronto...

Two, he's a pussy. Why? Because he lets mom shelter the living shit out of us way too damn much, and he knows it's not good to do that. I will tell you right now, if my dad was the one making all the choices concerning what I do with my friends, he'd let me do it. He trusts me and my judgment, and is very aware that I can handle myself...every time he tries to break mom's sheltering bullshit, he gets in trouble with her, and it came to a point where he stopped trying...thus turning him into a pussy. I'll also point out that when I try to talk to him privately about stuff and get advice from him, and HIM alone...he eventually tells mom about it, I'm caught off guard, and I'm stuck in an argument that is doomed of failure...again, making him a pussy. From that point on, he just does what will make mom happy, when he knows that her judgment isn't good at all. So yeah, he's a pussy without a doubt, because he's lost his balls to stand up for his own ideals.

Other then that...I give him points for understanding why I'm so anti-social. He knows that it's hard as hell to talk to mom, he knows that I enjoy silence when I am home, because he is the same way. He knows I don't like being bothered, again because he is the same way. Sure, there are times where he still sees me as a retard, but at least he understands what kind of person I am, and obviously knows a shit ton about me, compared to my mom. And we don't even talk to each other like that.

Final Verdict of this rant.
For mom...she needs to learn to trust me for crying out loud. As stated before, I am almost...no...I AM an adult. I am capable of making my own choices, taking care of myself, knowing who to avoid, and what I should do if something were to happen. I can't grow if I'm sheltered all the time, and staying under her shitty ass rules. I'm not a fucking two year old, I'm twenty, going on twenty-one. She also needs to learn how to ask me what she wants to know, instead of trying to force me out of my anti-socialism, and be like my sister. This is who I am, and absolutely nothing is going to change that. She can complain, bitch, and feel upset all she fucking wants. It's not going to change a damn thing. There is no "Wall" as she claims...she just doesn't know how to talk.

For Dad...just stop putting your own kids down. Watch your words. Oh, and grow a pair so I could actually live like an adult finally. Nuff said.

Aaaaaaaaaaaand thank you for reading my rant on my own parents! I know it was a shit ton...but I REALLY needed to get that off my chest. I'm lookin forward to your honest opinions, or any type of rants you may want to post up!

[Keylaleigh]

My oh my... you certainly did have a lot to get off of your chest.

And we missed ya there!

I don't have those problems with my parents. They're generally pretty chill people who are able to let me live my own life. As long as I tell them what is going on in said life. And usually for me it's nothing bad.

But I do want to hang with you outside of school, and I am willing to go through you mother's rigmarole in order to do that.

[Yokuutsu]

Your mom keeps you from going to your friend's house? You are 20. Just walk out of that door and walk/driver/whatever to your friend's.

I could understand if she didn't want them in her house (because if I have children-their friends ain't coming over here. I know how my friends are. They don't listen or follow ANY rules over my house which is why they can stay at home.)

Hey, I think I'm going to rant too! It'll be much shorter btw.

My dad (before he died) would bend to my mom like yours would except not as badly. He would take me to my cousin's to hang out-and friends of mine. He approved of all of my friends-just not the noise level all the time.

My mother hates all my friends and dad's side of the family essentially. She's also one to act for awhile that she wants me to have friends and to have them over, but bitches when I do. Actually, she bitches period. I am the bane of her existence. I'm the Devil's child compared to my brother-the golden child who has been in jail multiple times and all this shit. She's always put me down about my weight. I know I'm a fat-ass. I don't need anyone else telling me about it or being an ass about it. Also, she's never gave a fuck about anything I've done which is why if I do have an event (like back when I was in the university's choir) I never told her about it. It isn't like she'd give a damn anyway. She's the one-either verbally or not-that says I'm going to be a failure. Which I am. I have no social skills due to her not letting me have friends when I was younger because I couldn't have any contact with them except in school.

She bitches that I don't give her enough money out of my college refund check. But I don't see her buying anything for me. I can rarely get her to buy deodorant or the like. Why should I give her ANY of my fucking refund? Which is why I'm going to lie to her and say I'm getting less back. Hell, she believes me when I'm lying more than when I'm telling the truth so why the hell not?

I'm done for now. I'll just get pissed all over again if I keep going.

[Radioactivity]

[KoyiTar]

I read your situation and I am sorry for you that you have to actually ask permission to do things though you are a grown man and should be given the respect as an adult to know your friends and yourself as to what your going to do and what your not going to do.

My rage: Well it varies to several different things in all actuallity.

School first: I am a smart individule always have been a bit ahead of people understanding things a little bit quicker than others when it came to certain subjects and the like. I am in College now for a 9 month course in Medical Billing and Coding. I know the basics of writing a resume and not to put chat or text speech into it. There have apprently been people turning in resume's with such items in them. So they instilled this soft skills rule. Well they didn't inforce it very well and I haven't had any since my second MOD ((thats what we call the classes and such)) well now I am in my next to last MOD and they have started them up again because some lower MOD students have come in and have had them from the begining. It wouldn't be such a problem if it wasn't for the fact that I hate writing papers. I have no problem typeing up doctors notes or doing doctors reports thats fine. But searching up stuff about topics I highly dislike or has nothing to actually do with Medical Billing and codeing is highly stupid to me. That and it is unfair to those of us that A haven't had it since our 2nd MOD or B to those that haven't done it at all.

Second Friends: Ok So I have these friends right or they say they are my friends. Well when it comes around to it I am treated my like a burden to them than a friend when I want to hang out or anything. It's like they are hard pressed to realy want to find time to spend with me but if its anyone else but me they jump so it really hurts when so called friends shun you and seemingly talk about you behind your back.

Third Ex Husband/father to my child: I know he hasn't seen out son in a while. Honestly I do feel sorry for that but it's not intirely my fault that it took him 5 months since we have been divorced to change one of his off days to coraspond with mine so visitations could be set up. So he attempts to go off on me at work over it because we work together so shit like that can be brought up at work. Anyway he gets mad over me saying I would think about tomorrow for a vizatation when he didn't give me but a couple of days warning so I could let my mother whom is my ride because I can't drive because I still have yet to learn how at the age of 25 know about it. HE FREAKING GETS MAD How the hell can you get mad at a person that you only gave two days warning and she has to let her ride know something first. Its called call me let me know something sooner you have my number. Show interest in your kid a little more often. I mean hell the man has acted like our child together was nothing but a burden ever since he was born. Yes he was a slight miscalculation but hes the best one I have ever had and one of the only reasons I married my ex in the first place. If I knew he was gona take a plea deal and such to a crime he supposidly didn't commit I wouldn't have ever married him and he wouldn't see his son at all. However I married him divorced him and agreed for supervised visitations. After his outburst at me I was sorely tempted to get a restraining order but I calmed down after talking it out with some people but it still get me angry that he would get angry over something he agreed to in the first place. Visitations at my discretion at my discretion he signed the paper he read it three times he knows what it meant.

Thats about all I have for now. I feel much much better.

Thank you so much for creating a rant thread. It reminds me of another thread on another forums I used to frequent called Bitch Bitch Bitch. It was bascially a place to go off aboutyour bad day or other such things that were bothering you.

[Yokuutsu]

@KoyiTar

I read your rant .-.
I hope you don't mind me commenting on it .-.

On the MOD thing.....I'm confused, but I know at my college (well within the university) if they add something new but you enrolled in a different year you can go by the standards of that year and not have to do it.....I think. But I'm not for sure on that one.

I know how you feel on your friends in a way. I'm the one always ditched IRL or the last choice usually....

And your ex needs to chill out. He signed the thing saying at your discretion so if he wants to see the child......he needs to work around you.....though you do need to learn how to drive.....it's not a bad skill to know even if you rarely use it (or get a liscense to use it-whatever) How old is this ex btw? He sounds like he never grew up (not that I'm all mature and all that....)

And now I shall rant AGAIN!

I have an intro Business Law course. Those are geared towards freshmen and sophomores. I'm a senior btw. THIS PROFESSOR IS INSANE! (compared to others on campus) A 13 page syllabus not including the schedule, a two hundred+ dollar book, and she wants us to get a subscription to the Wall Street Journal which requires a credit card that I don't have. Luckily mother let me use hers since it was for school. She has a dress code. A DRESS CODE! I mean, I know we shouldn't dress like skanks, but this is a low level course at a place where I am PAYING for this education so I should get to wear what I want unless it is against the law. Also, she gives attendance points. You miss a day, you LOSE two points though, unless it is a university thing that pulls you away. Even if you're at home dying, don't care. If you come in sick and she gets sick FOUR POINTS ARE TAKEN AWAY! -rages- You're damned if you do, damned if you don't. And if you're late you have to sit in one of two chairs-what if there's more than two late? You can still get your attendance points if you come in within 15 minutes though and remind her.....her syllabus makes her look like a bitch, but she doesn't seem to be one yet. I don't know, but it's too late to drop now. I'm stuck until the end now. Pray for me T_T

[KoyiTar]

Finally I can rant stupid Intranet connection anyway thats not the point of this rant.

Mothers: Seriously ok for like forever now my mom has always gone on about how, I take certain subjects and just beat them into the ground to the point people get bored of the subject. Well here my problem SO DOES SHE. I mean for fucks sake I just wanted a tiny conversation of omg a four year old can be sued that's weird but no she goes on to a whole tirade of this and that and the other. When I say mom really I am bored with it now shes gets mad at me. When I point out that she kept riding the dead horse and I was done with the conversation five minutes ago she gets even more angry and storms off. When I say you tell me I do the same thing half the time over anything I get really into now you know how it feels she says just don't bother talking to me ever again. Hell thanks I finally have permission after all this time to ignore you and you can;t say anything.

Sorry I know not really anything but it made me rage and I wanted to get it out.

[Leingod]

@ Yokuutsu -...Wow...*Huggles* Your mom made mine sound like...she's a saint >_< If you need any comfort at all or someone to console to, feel free to hit any of us up. And as for your teacher...jesus fucking christ. I hadn't had one that crazy since third grade! I am gonna keep you in my prayers indeed.

@ Koyitar - Yoku took the words right out of my mouth with your first rant, although the one about your friends is a bit different. For your friends, you need to find ones that are actually considered friends...honestly I can't stand peeps like that. They wanna be all buddy buddy but in the end they're all fake -_- and your second...I can relate very very well v_v We all apparently have demon mothers.

@ Radio - I don't wanna throw a suggestion or say that you must follow my views or anything but....a relationship like that is just doomed of failure right there. I mean really..give up everything to be with him? It's like being trapped in a cage right there..it's totally unfair to you and you deserve better then that.

@ All - And it's no problem ^^ I made this page for the sole purpose of getting all that bad stuff off your shoulders. I'm glad that it's doing it's job :3

[Athilea Majiri]

Wow, that sounds like a lot of crap. I don't understand why someone would want to have so many rules place on someone that is legally an adult. No, you may not be 21 yet. You are still able to do things without having your parents express permission, so you are a legal adult.

My parents never really did anything like that. Now, that being said, my mother can be very manipulative and will guilt trip me in an instant. I can't stand that crap, but it's what I have to deal with. I have just brushed it off. I love my mother, but I do not like her as a person.

So, I may not have experience in your exact situation. I do, however, understand how frustrating it can be to have family that does not understand you, and tried to make you feel badly for who you are, and the way you behave even though its not bad. I'm not social, and neither is my husband. Some of my family takes that as a personal affront.

That's another story though. All I can say is just bide your time until you can move out on your own. Things will be a little easier for you then.