We're Only Doing This Because We Love You

[Guest cobainwasmurdered]

Here's My, "We're Only Doing This Because We Love You" Story.

 

When I was 13 My Parents caught me stealing some of their Vodka. So as punishment my father poured me a shot glass of something to this day I don't know what. It had to be the most powerful drink ever. But Anyway He told me I had to drink the whole shot in one sip. So I drank it and was sick for a day.

 

Afterwards My parents explained that they were only trying to teach me a lesson.

[Guest CoreyLazarus416]

That's actually what I'd do. Kids wanna drink the hard liquor? Let 'em drink the REALLY hard liquor and so they suffer the consequences. Fuck 'em gooooood...

 

My parents constantly threatened to cut my hair when I was sleeping when I still had really long hair (we're talking down to my ribs). For no real reason other than they didn't like the length...

[Guest Kinetic]

I was a bit of a problem child in 6th and 7th grade. I'd get into some sort of trouble at school on an almost daily basis, to the point where I believe I had a total of two months of detention or so. It culminated in me being accused of threatening to kill my teachers--which I'd still contest, but they interpreted it that way. I got suspended and when my mother got me home, she proceeded to destroy about $200 in tapes, CDs, posters, shirts, etc. Anything that she didn't approve of but had tolerated up to that point was gone in about ten minutes. It was a truly awful experience.

[Guest Leena]

I never got in trouble. I've always been to sneaky and deceiving to get caught.

[Guest Incandenza]

I was fairly well-behaved throughout my youth, so no complaints here. When I did do bad things, I was too clever to get caught.

[Guest DJ Jeff]

I can't say I've ever done anything really bad....

 

That anyone knows of anyways.

[Guest Kotzenjunge]

I was never caught doing anything that bad myself either. Of course, I never had much desire to do any of those things execpt drink, and since I was doing that with family, no worries.

 

Fo sheez,

Kotzenjunge

[Guest J*ingus]

I'm 23, but I still live at home for financial reasons. And my mother controls EVERYTHING about my life.

 

I can't drink. I can't smoke. I can't have sex. I can't have friends that she doesn't approve of. I can't have girlfriends that she doesn't approve of. I can't go anywhere without telling her first and having her permission. I can't stay out late. I can't stay away from home overnight.

 

Of course, I do my damndest to break as many of those rules as possible, but I have to be careful, because I MUST not get caught. She owns my car, all my clothes, everything. She would really take it all if I tried to go against her, so I have to just deal with it.

 

I live in hell.

[Guest Ravenbomb]

ok, the staying out late and such is a little bit much, but I could deal since I have nowhere to go, but the friends and g/f's thing is WAY over the top.

[Guest Cancer Marney]

Daddy has always doted on me. Mummy loves me too. I did anything and everything back when I was still living with them and they just cooed. It was great.

 

And, of course, I could always have girls spend the night for "sleepovers."

[Guest Cancer Marney]

I can't drink. I can't smoke. I can't have sex. I can't have friends that she doesn't approve of. I can't have girlfriends that she doesn't approve of. I can't go anywhere without telling her first and having her permission. I can't stay out late. I can't stay away from home overnight.

So how did you have sex that one time? <g> She forgot to check your dick for fingerprints?

[Guest J*ingus]

So how did you have sex that one time? <g> She forgot to check your dick for fingerprints?

Mom was out of town for that particular episode, so the DNA swabs were not performed before I got a chance to bathe.

[Guest cobainwasmurdered]

I'm 23, but I still live at home for financial reasons. And my mother controls EVERYTHING about my life.

 

I can't drink. I can't smoke. I can't have sex. I can't have friends that she doesn't approve of. I can't have girlfriends that she doesn't approve of. I can't go anywhere without telling her first and having her permission. I can't stay out late. I can't stay away from home overnight.

 

Of course, I do my damndest to break as many of those rules as possible, but I have to be careful, because I MUST not get caught. She owns my car, all my clothes, everything. She would really take it all if I tried to go against her, so I have to just deal with it.

 

I live in hell.

My god Jingus. that explains so much about you though.

[Guest CoreyLazarus416]

Jingus, my advice would be to get a job (if you don't already have one) and gather a few friends together (2 or 3) and rent out a studio apartment somewhere. Cheap, and you're splitting rent.

[Guest cobainwasmurdered]

Another Story:

 

When I was 15 my parents thought I was suicidal so they put me in the hospital and then gave me up for Foster Care.

 

Of Course it turned Out I was Bi-Polar so couldn't help being depressed, but oh well.

 

Of course the reason they put me in a corrupt system where kids are put in strangers homes?

 

"Because we love you"

[Guest What?]

I'm an ok kid, but one time my friend and I snuck out to visit his girlfriend at her house down the street. It was me, my friend "Bob" and his cousin "Joe". Bob visits his girlfriend "Mindy" in her room while her parents are in their room upstairs. They go at it like stoned test bunnies. Meanwhile, Joe and I are hanging out in the street, doing nothing, when we see off in the distance, our friends parents car driving around slowly. Arizona summers are odd, so it's kinda light-ish at 3 am, so we could see their bright red mini-van from a mile away. Anyway, we sneak through her window mid-coital and tell Bob to get the shit out of her and run. We all run home and see his parents bedroom light on from two blocks down. We start to scheme a lie we're going to tell, but we got nothing. We get home, and his mom herds us into bed while his dads out looking for us. We all thought we were gonna die when we woke up, but surprisingly, his dad was incredibly calm, saying "Next time, turn your light off..."

 

 

It was more funny than "bad-kid-ish"....yeah...

[Guest HBK16]

What part of Arizona do you live in? I am in Glendale

[Guest kkktookmybabyaway]

Eh, I lived w/ my mom and her rule was, "I don't care what you do as long as the police don't come to the door."

 

One night they did (over something STUPID -- playing football on the street at 2 a.m. with 8/9 friends) and she slept through it all...

[Guest Sandman9000]

Gave birth to me.

 

 

 

 

Hey, someone HAD to say it!

 

I'll think of something later.

[Guest jimmy no nose]

My parents were kind of weird in that they would get really mad about stupid stuff like the house not being clean or whatever and just scream like crazy, but they wouldn't care at all when I did something bad. I didn't do that much to take advantage of this, but my siblings sure did. My younger brother would get in trouble for going crazy in school and doing the most insane things(throwing desks, dropping books out windows, once he ever kicked a gym teacher in the ass when he bent over). My parents didn't really do anything at all. Then one time my older brother bought a refridgerator that my parents didn't know about for like 4 days and they only found out when my other brother told them he had beer in it. My dad had him give him the beer, but didnt really do anything and about 4 days later there was beer in his fridge again. That just kept going on for like 3 years.