when my dad wanted chinese food

I was like seven years old. We were poor white trash, so almost every night was takeout/drive-thru. I wanted McDonalds. They had the Spy Kids 2 toys, and I wanted the whole set to build that bug thing. I ask. My mother, who knew it was going to be no told me to ask my dad. I remember pleading and pleading. I was not a manipulative child. I didn't ask for much. I was used to never getting my way. It was always like people would tell me no when I wanted something, just because they wanted to tell me no.

I still asked. Again, I remember pleading. And of fucking course Dad got what he wanted. Chinese food. I remember crying. It wasn't to manipulate. It was because, even then, I knew he could have very easily had given me what I wanted, no real hoops to jump through, yet he didn't. He always put himself first.

Both of my parents were sick people who were horrible to me. They loved doing everything they could to ensure that I was overworked and unhappy. Then they'd bitch at me some more for how much of a rotten, ungrateful brat I supposedly was. Remember dad randomly bitching "you got it made" at me when he saw me having to raise one of the countless pets my animal hoarding mother had and never did anything with.

Yeah, I had it made alright. I lived as poor white trash in the middle of nowhere. I had no friends, yet was guilted with the "I want you to have friends" lie when they both did everything they could to keep me from things. I always feared homelessness and some sort of doom and gloom was always held over me. Death, divorce, foreclosure.

I now live on my own. Lonely fucking life. I don't see or talk to my parents unless I have to. They both just sit around and rot as they watch TV. My dad reminds me of Sling Blade's dad, of sitting in a living room, rotting away. My psychotic cunt whore of a mother? Ugh.

But yeah. I really did have it made. Have no idea how good I had it. Nothing about my non-existent childhood I miss, aside from the long dead animals.

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anonymous Relationships March 10, 2026 at 12:13 pm 0 0