#parents problems
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trashbins-stuff · 2 years ago
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parents belike: u can share anything with us were hear for u !
and then when u share theyll belike: bruh thats nothing i have it worse therefore ur problems r invalid
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radiomind60 · 2 years ago
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Sometimes it's just so hard to understand my dad.
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nightowlnnx · 5 years ago
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i’m so confused these days and i don’t even know what’s right and what’s wrong
i don’t know if i should say something or if i should stay quiet
if i stayed quiet will i go to hell?
if i said something will they hate me ?
what if i think what their doing is none of my business ?
but what if what they told me is right is actually very wrong ?
is me doubting them wrong?
do they even relise what they’re doing ?
why can’t i do what he did ?
can i go ?
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theroomofrefreshments · 5 years ago
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Slytherin hubby. I’m looking forward to seeing your mother again
Hufflepuff me. Is that so?
Slytherin hubby. Yes, when I’m with her I can’t help but being reminded of all of Slytherin virtues
Hufflepuff me. She’s a Gryffindor
Slytherin hubby. Exactly
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evisisuniverse · 6 years ago
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dear parents
Hello parents, is it really so hard to show some appreciation of your kid’s work? I mean growing up on its own is terribly difficult, so please help me with it... Even the smallest things can help.
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itsacon10 · 6 years ago
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I want to be drawing Mary riding Sherlock while John watches (this story), but instead I’m helping my daughter with her 9th grade homework
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ragnaei · 6 years ago
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how to convince your parents that you have depression and anxiety and actually need help?
I’m trying but they don’t believe in me
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every1-leaves-eventually · 6 years ago
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I think it's because of what you said, not because people hate me...
I think...
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did y’all had a phase where u were kids n ur parents werent financially stable so u never demanded anything n now that u r grown up and alls good but still asking for anything feels like ure being a burden to them no? just me? i’ll see myself out
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hello-borednow · 7 years ago
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I love my mother. I hate it when she's stressed. But does she have to take it out on her kids.
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lovesaidno-archive · 7 years ago
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I’m so mad right now. Maybe I shouldn’t be but I feel like I have the right to be.
My 6 year old daughter gets home around 330. Thats when her bus usually arrives. I get down the street by at least 320 to wait for her. I get down there tody and the lady that lives on the corner told me the bus left 5 minutes ago. Which means her bus was 15 minutes early. 
I had to chase my daughters bus for a good ten minutes before I finally caught up and could get her. She was a crying mess! SHE THOUGHT I FORGOT ABOUT HER. As a mother that broke my fucking heart and I’m trying so hard not to cry. When I explained to her that they were early and trying to calm her down the bus driver just sits there and laughs his ass off. Like. The fuck?!
Now I’m not trying to be my mom[who would regularly find something to bitch about to my school] but this has me livid. Who sits there and laughs at a crying 6 year old!?!?!?!?!?! I wanted to punch him in the his fat fucking face. 
And yea, maybe I’m just blowing this out of proportion but come on. The bus should get there when its supposed to!
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isketchy28-blog · 7 years ago
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My dad told my grandmother that I could speak Chinese and she asked me to say something for her. Naturally the only thing I thought to say meant Shut up, I don't like your voice. Hehe.
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everythingbutresolved · 8 years ago
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Cardio:
Yelling back and forth between me and my father about nonsense "You are not leaving for Africa! " "It's a phone selling job for Greenpeace I'm not going anywhere!" "NO AFRICA" "WHO THE FUCK DID EVER MENTION AFRICA FGS IT'S A JOB INTERVIEW" Half an hour later I discovered that my mum misunderstood my totally safe job interview for a volunteer campaign and my dad got nuts cuz he's super scared of me getting hurt. My family is the best, but also freaking terrifying.
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phan-milkshake · 8 years ago
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Am struggling
What do you do when you have stubborn parents , don't care about your opinion and make there own choices without even caring about yours...
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bisexual-witch-bitch-blog · 8 years ago
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My mom yells at me so much, I've learned to clench my teeth and not argue. But when I do defend myself, my mom can't control her temper, saying I have an attitude and grounding me. Since when does being older than me mean that you can yell at me?
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jessyurahara · 8 years ago
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Here I am posting yet another rant, for which I’m sorry, I just need to get this off of my chest. 
See, my parents they’re normally great people, but they’ve always gotten mad that I’m too locked up within my own world, and yet now, here I am, attempting to make friends and do the kind of shit they’ve always wanted me to do, and instead of being happy that I’m making friends, all my mother can say is that I seem ‘besotted’ with these people, perhaps I am, perhaps its nice to not simply have you guys to talk to. 
I’m not an introvert, don’t get me wrong, I’m just, I tangle myself up inside of my own world, and it’s so hard to escape and to not simply hide inside of my own fiction. creating a world where I’m not just this loser who writes and draws, who is unable to get her life straight, where her parents are more interested in her than they are the things she does, I’d love it if my parents listened to me, and knew who I was, instead they seem to know the girl whose on the outside, not realising that me going out, dancing, having fun is me trying to break out of this shell. 
Look at me, I’m 18 and instead of having a friend to call, or someone I trust without a doubt I have to type about the way I feel, or draw it all away because I can’t afford not to, I’m sensitive and I break easily, the last time I broke well, the scar on my face speaks for itself. 
Know what else, my parents had no interest in the fact I was with one of the guys yesterday, the one I actually played tonsil tennis with, they were too busy focusing on the one that isn’t really my type... But hey! That’s parents for you. 
For me now, Mikki is gone she left to Paris a few days ago, so now its just me, alone, that’s why I’m trying to build new bonds but they’re too focused looking for the bad in people to focus on the good, the fact that I might actually be making friends something I’ve never been gifted at... 
Rob’s phoning now, must’ve realised something was up when I refused to text him back, so I think I’ll leave this here. 
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