The unloved youngest child that turned out to be the smartest so the most was expected out of and was hated for not living up to never ending exponentially increasing standards.Biggest memory of my childhood going up to my dad hugging his leg telling him i love you daddy then he kicked me off and told me to get away so now that hes older and graying finally hes trying to act like he loves me so when he says i love you mijo. I tell him to fuck off.
Mine was alright, despite the discrimination...
My parents were pretty strict though. Luckily.
[QUOTE=AnalDestroyer;30511033]How does that even work.[/QUOTE]
I'm pretty sure it would be wake up at 4 am. Can't sleep due to getting enough sleep, Sit there in bed for 3 hours.
[editline]17th June 2011[/editline]
Also mine was shit. Teachers were assholes, Almost failed the 4th grade when I was young. Their pressure and yelling at me drove to depression, I got over it though.
Older brother used to beat the shit out of me.
The only support I had was my best friend, Tyler. And my sister Sophia.
Also, my whole childhood consists of "You're so smart, why are you not working harder?"
"You're lazy, take care of your own life for once"
Then my parents don't let me take care of my own life by being overprotective and not letting me take care of myself.
[QUOTE=Da_Maniac_;30518143]Also, my whole childhood consists of "You're so smart, why are you not working harder?"
"You're lazy, take care of your own life for once"
Then my parents don't let me take care of my own life by being overprotective and not letting me take care of myself.[/QUOTE]
This, only it was just my mother. My dad wasn't home enough to bother me, being in a correctional facility and all. :sigh:
And my mom tended to break down a good bit. When her back gave out, that made things even worse. But hey, that's about the time I was introduced to computer gaming through my dad's old collection of obscure games, so it's not all bad.
[QUOTE=AnalDestroyer;30511033]How does that even work.[/QUOTE]
Very quickly i assume.
Had Cartoon Network, an older brother, Nintendo 64, Pokémon.
All that a kid from the 90's had :buddy:
[QUOTE=falcont2t;30498236]oh yeah AltOmega, im informative because i say why my childhood sucked ass, rate everybody informative if they say something then you piece of shit![/QUOTE]
You are a douchebag.
Oh, and I'm spoilt as fuck.
Dad got MS, had to look after him alot during school.
Looking back now, I was a spoiled dick and an ass, me and 2-3 other guys went around and made fun of everyone, heck even teachers. Oh we had the Pokemon card mafia of the school too (we had nearly ALL cards, due to being 4 spoiled fucks, and everyone traded with us but all those trades were extremely tipped in our favour and usually they had to give us their entire collection if the wanted one of our rare ones).
I don't regret the pokemon card stuff, that shit was fun. I don't regret making fun of most others either, but sometimes we did overdid it and it went from being a standard 8-9 years old to an asshat.
I had various PC Games but I never played pokemon :saddowns:
I had a good childhood, not amazing and not horrible.
I probably missed a lot of cool stuff due to me being silent over things I always wanted.
But I'm happy with it anyway. :buddy: Shame I didn't have any Pokemon games, believe it or not it was quite a rarity when I was little, I don't think anyone in my primary school had one.
I have a birth defect. Everyone laughed and made fun of me because of it. I have been through 15 or more (the fuck can remember) operations until I was 16, my father died when I was a kid (and I miss him every day since). My older sister was always first, and my parents gave her anything she wanted.
And I'm fucking grateful for it all, somewhere deep inside. I learned so much by these negative experiences.
Never fucking give up.
I loved my childhood,everything was great until I turned into a teen.Middle School was filled with assholes,complete dumbasses,and trouble makers.The things I hate most in the world I had to deal with.
[QUOTE=HyyperVyyper;30499514]I regret being an only child.
Parents divorced, lived with mom.
Never learned any life lessons and by age 17 realized I didn't know how to take care of myself because everybody did everything for me, so I had to catch up.
Now I feel like I wasted my life playing video games.[/QUOTE]
Life well spent.
Sega Genesis
[QUOTE=AnalDestroyer;30511033]How does that even work.[/QUOTE]
I sleep for a minute because I have to work down in the mineshaft for 23 hours and 59 minutes a day.
Mom has taken more of my money than she's spent on my fucking clothes.
I never had a childhood and I'm sort of making up for it now as a teenager (17). My mother constantly belittled me on a daily basis. On top of that, I was admitted to a psych-ward when I was 10 years old; I turned 11 in the psych-ward. As long as I can remember I have been on some kind of anti-depressant or another. I've come to the conclusion my mother used these drugs to keep me 'under control'. Since of last summer (2010), I have quit taking all my medications and I feel so much better.
I recently found out from other family (who had been cut out of my life because my mother said they were, "evil", that my mother raided my savings account and then used my aunt as a scapegoat). My mother also cut my biological father out of my life and lied saying, "he never wanted you, he wanted you aborted."
When I talked to my real father, he said that he was young when he got my mother pregnant and panicked; My mother was pushing for an abortion more than he was.
One of my fingers was crushed off and now I have a clubbed nail due to my mother having a fit of rage and slamming a door on family members; I was two and didn't know any better and my finger was in the door way.
My mother has attempted suicide three times, thrown a hot iron at my fathers head (luckily, he dodged it.), threatened to mutilate me (she seems to have a fixation with castrating men.), verbally expressing regret for becoming a mother, and has started to abuse prescription pain-killers as recently as Fall 2010.
I have since left the house and am living with my grandmother now. I've re-established contact with my aunts and uncles and have started to make progress in getting to know my real father again.
Any questions, and I will gladly answer them.
I had a Stretch Armstrong and it broke in like a week. I was fucking pissed, why would you make something that is supposed to be stretched when strenuous stretching breaks it.
never was allowed outside the house on my own until i turned 11
now i bike like hell and it feels good
[QUOTE=Jancsika402;30520495]I have a birth defect. Everyone laughed and made fun of me because of it. I have been through 15 or more (the fuck can remember) operations until I was 16, my father died when I was a kid (and I miss him every day since). My older sister was always first, and my parents gave her anything she wanted.
And I'm fucking grateful for it all, somewhere deep inside. I learned so much by these negative experiences.
Never fucking give up.[/QUOTE]
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Born a month too early resulting in a bit weaker physical condition than most children, also born with Asthma and allergic against practically all fruits and vegetables (To this day, the only fruits I am sure I can eat are Lemon, Lime and Pineapple. Also coconuts). Bullied through second to ninth grade. I kept being nice to the rest of the class and helping them whenever they had a problem that I could assist with, only to be bullied in return. During my free time; whenever I was at home I had to work in some way because my mother have some chronological disease which rendered her weak. No allowance, didn't have a computer of my own and no console games so if I wanted to play something I went over to a friends house. My dog died a day or so after my 13th birthday. At the end of ninth grade, applied for a gymnasium (I live in sweden, mind you) that was apparently pretty tough to get into, succeeded at that. After 6 months there practically everyone I had gained as a friend there had quit because everyone realized what a shitty school that was. So I quit was well.
During first to ninth grade I had gained a few friends, a group of 5-6 people (Out of a class of 40) where we assisted each other and made jokes and played games. They were the reason I bothered to go through every day. A friend of mine gave me a computer, old but it still allowed me internet access and I could play a few games. After ninth grade I started losing contact with some of them, but I still have some contact with a few, though through Skype. Around ninth grade as well, dad quit his sucky job to one that was actually well paid, and we ended up with money enough to buy ourselves nice computers. The one dad had earlier burned up from stress. Literally. With a better computer I could play better games, and I could play the games I played earlier with better graphics. I started watching Let's Plays, and integrated that into while I was playing games. Met a few friends that I talk with through Skype and every saturday we play DnD because none of us had been able to previously, using Maptool and character builders. Every other day of the week we may just have a call for fun and just make jokes or play other games. After quitting the bad school, I started the Culinary line, Hotel and Restaurant at a school close to home, where I have gained a few more friends. The mentor I have, Thomas, is among the best. During the first year he supported the whole class, made jokes quite often, took us for trips to different places where we could learn some more things, and I actually know how to make a decent meal.
Every day I have gone through, it have been thanks to others. Everyone who have been and still is my friends are the reason that I can still smile.
Also I don't like making serious posts like this but it have felt like a relief to get this all out.
[editline]18th June 2011[/editline]
Holy nuts I made a big post
My childhood was quite good.
1-3 grade worked like a charm.
Later in 4th grade I was bullied, but luckily enough my friends backed me up :buddy:
After that, school worked like a charm again.
Oh and i loved playing Super Mario World.
My childhood was pretty much fucked up. Born with HSP ( Heredatery Spastic Paraplegic ) I was bullied from kindergarden to 8th grade becouse of my temper and my disabilety. Had only one true friend, at that time. Even to this day my childhood memories hunts me, and I am bitter and lonely becouse of the damage the bullies and the "system" did to me.
[QUOTE=B-Man1988;30541120]My childhood was pretty much fucked up. Born with HSP ( Heredatery Spastic Paraplegic ) I was bullied from kindergarden to 8th grade becouse of my temper and my disabilety. Had only one true friend, at that time. Even to this day my childhood memories hunts me, and I am bitter and lonely becouse of the damage the bullies and the "system" did to me.[/QUOTE]
Well I think you're a cool guy. One of the FT Steam chat OGs yo.
[editline]18th June 2011[/editline]
My childhood really didn't suck, I would say it was quite fun. Never caused trouble or anything, although my friends and I did a lot of stupid things back then.
[editline]18th June 2011[/editline]
I'm also glad I'm not an only child (now the oldest of 5). Growing up with two sisters can definitely suck, but it's more entertaining than being alone. Then my brother was born when I was 16, and my youngest sister when I was 18.
Living with a large family can be a pain in the ass, but I wouldn't trade it for anything.
ITT: Facepunch describes their current lives.
[QUOTE=BigOwl;30541478]ITT: Facepunch describes their current lives.[/QUOTE]
itt: no
[QUOTE=Zorlok;30541696]itt: no[/QUOTE]
No use denying it. :v:
[QUOTE=BigOwl;30542164]No use denying it. :v:[/QUOTE]
Fuck off.
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