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My old flame was better than my blood father.
At least, he respected his parents And looked out for his family. He was more available, Just not enough for us to work. At 16 when I was old Enough to make my own decision, I decided that my mum Was right and he was my father but Was never my dad. I believed that he Broke my mums patience. I stopped seeing him regularly. After seeing what a Broken shell of a man my father was, They still tried to press me to. I don't understand them? I was a target, young and female. They claimed to worry about me. To want to protect me. They won't allow Me to go to a concert with a friend Yet pressurise me To serve my country Like I had no other options. I did, before rehab. I could Have went to art college. I could have taught martial arts. I could have been a manager. I could have went back to studying. My fathers own comrades Broke his leg on purpose. What if I turned someone down? It's about control and power. Last edited by FooZe; Dec 13, 2020 at 05:44 PM. Reason: Thread title changed at OP's request |
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Part timer, no lifer
May as well be a dole dosser. You said part timer only. I was NOT a part timer. I worked full time. I paid for the training myself! My parents didn't help me Even when I was Training at such a high level. People have zero Hour contracts and work Full time hours. You manipulate school students to Take your classes while You dossed around gossiping. You didn't even pay us! I take up running and You run the great Wall months later. You do realise that You probably ruined Any chance I had with My old flame? It wasn't my parents. It wasn't his friends. It was you. Who made you The judge, jury and executioner? Your jokes belonged In the playground. That's why I brushed them off. As a matter of fact, I did not face Your level of immaturity In the playground. Burn. Last edited by Lunatyc; Oct 05, 2020 at 04:50 PM. |
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Please don't use the word "retarded". It is not PC - I used to work with mentally impaired adults. A better phrase would be "emotionally obtuse".
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Sorry to hear that you went through bad parenthood. So did i by my Nan, who fostered me, and my actual mother was just not helping, she would tell her sons not to go to school. I failed all my GCSES and had a 50% attendance record in year 11, which is the year that mattered. I did well when i was with my grandmother i was C graded in most of my subjects, but by the time year 11 came i was a E grader. Look out for your best interests, although input from family matters.
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My father never
Called me at Xmas Or on my birthdays. All I wanted was a phone call. I know parents Have to tell Kids white lies Until they are Old enough but mine Made up a brother and sister. He never came To see me being born Because he wanted a boy. He never accepted Me for who I was. My mum and step dad Came around. He never did And never will. That's why we are estranged. |
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