If youve ever grown up with strict parents, you can appreciate the struggles of following some pretty insane rules.
Recently, Reddit users were asked to share the most unreasonable rule they had to follow growing up with strict parents, and the results will stress your inner child out.
That’s the only reason, they think he’ll become corrupted if he has too much fun and that he won’t know how to work. He’s in college.
Instead I would have to say: I “lost one of my chances to succeed.”
If we’d ask we were told “Business”, and figure it out we were going to the store, etc. only after we arrived to our destination.
This lasted until I moved out.
Another was asking for permission to use the bathroom every time. This didn’t last as long.
One Christmas Eve Day, I was doing last minute shopping in the downtown of our little town. I ran into two male friends from my German class and we talked for several minutes and wished each other a Merry Christmas. Oh I was fifteen at the time. My older sister drove by and saw me, told my parents I was ” hanging out with boys.” When I walked in the house both my parents were waiting and the yelling began.
Some Christmas Eve.
Pokemon, banned. Barbies, banned. Beanie babies, banned. Playstation/Gameboys? Banned. Anything particularly fashionable, or popular regardless of actual merit was met with derision and we’d be mocked for even suggesting interest.
We were achingly frumpy kids with interests and cultural references (or lack thereof) that isolated us from our peers and they wondered why each of us were bullied.
That was the first time I realized something was really wrong in his house. The kicker: it was a crappy couch, so it’s not like he was going to ruin it.
12th grade. Prom. Her parents allowed her to go to prom but said she wasn’t allowed to dance. We all went to prom, had fun dancing. Until she saw her parents standing at the back watching. She then moved out for university.
After her first year, she came home to work for the summer. She had been on her own for a year and supporting herself and her parents gave her a 9pm curfew. She spent a lot of time at my house that summer. She was married by the next summer and didn’t have to deal with it.
I was visiting the elderly and they said it was too dangerous to be around strangers like that and the time was taking away from my studies. Most extra curricular stuff I wanted to do they had a huge problem with but it didn’t hit me how absurd it was until it was about senior citizens.
I once spent ten weeks grounded due to a sobriety check point.
Once when I was fourteen I bought a pack of hot dogs at the store, snuck them home, and lit the grill. I was almost done cooking them when she came out screaming about fire hazards and swatted the plate out of my hand. She had been making spaghetti, what an ungrateful little kid I was.
So then she orders a pizza for the rest of my family, wraps individual servings of spaghetti in freezer paper, and puts them away. She tells me that I will be eating nothing else until it’s all gone. Took about two months to choke it all down. Went without eating a lot of days. I was also grounded for over a year.
But I sure learned a lot about “consequences.”
Problem is she always sleeps on the couch. Never in the bedroom. And she usually slept until 2 in the afternoon. So I had to sneak around to even get something to eat.
I will never forget the day my brother was listening to Sabbath Bloody Sabbath and my father took the radio and threw it through the window. Spent my childhood listening to Richard Marx and Michael Bolton.
No video game console ever, and no online games on the computer because that how you get virus and make the computer run slow ….
So I was playing my mmorpg when they were sleeping, in a hidden file, in a file, in another file, in another file and I was changing the appearance of every file icon.
I mean supervised as in my mom looking over my shoulder and commenting on conversations. When they weren’t home, they would literally lock the keyboard in a toolbox.
My sis and I could never have friends stay over because “the house is a mess.” No amount of cleaning satisfied mom.
Thus, my best friends were the ones who lived on the same block as me.
She would get a little medicine cup before my shower and pour the designated amount into it. It wasn’t ever enough because I had hair down to my butt. I also wasn’t allowed to use conditioner…
School started at 7:40 AM so this almost never happened even on days when it reached over 90 mid day. The school didn’t have air conditioning.
Instead I would have to come down the stairs to see what he wanted… even if it was just to tell me something or ask a question.
I’m not sure whether it was to protect the wall or some other silly reason. All I wanted to put up was a cute poster of a cuddly seal. So I ended up sticking it behind my door.
I’m a few months away from turning 18 and moving out…
If anything tech related went wrong, it was assumed that I broke it on purpose, even if the only reason anyone knew it was broken is because I was trying to fix it.
Birthday parties were a no go, Christmas was a no go, any party whatsoever was a no go.
If I was gonna hang out with someone it had to be on the weekend planned at least a week ahead, and my parents had to meet their parents and drive me there. They would come get me before the sun went down.
So, no snow playing of any kind, really. Never built a snowman. Did go sledding when I was an adult. It’s pretty great.
One year for Christmas a relative gave me a copy of Star Wars: Shadows of the empire for the Nintendo 64. It was a T (for teen) rated game and I wouldn’t be turning 13 for another 4 weeks. My mom had my dad drive me to Toys’R’Us to return the game.
We walked into the store and over to the games and he had me pick out an E (for everyone) rated game. We proceeded to check out and as we went to the car he handed me not only the new game but the game we were supposed to have returned to buy it as well and told me not to let her catch me playing it.