Same here. Raised by fundamentalist catholics. Its funny you mention pumping gas though haha. I couldn’t pump gas because my cousin did once and got soaked in gas. I learned decades later its because he wasn’t supposed to pump the gas but did anyway when no one was watching and squeezed the handle as he pulled it out of the pump and sprayed it everywhere.
I couldn’t play Magic: The Gathering because you “summoned” monsters and that meant summoning demons to my mom. Same story with YuGiOh and Pokemon.
Halloween was the devils holiday and was a somber affair.
Harry Potter was the work of Satan and was going to force me to be wiccan and eat babies or something.
There’s probably a lot more that I’ve finally been able to forget.
It really does. I wasn’t allowed to believe in Santa, and celebrating Halloween was completely out of the question. I was 30 the first time I was allowed to go trick or treating. Now that dad’s dead, I go all-out on Halloween every single year. Suck it, you Trump-loving bastard.
I’m glad you find my abusive childhood funny. My dad used to beat the fuck out of me but that wasn’t the topic of conversation.
Its great you had a good relationship with your dad, really. My dad gets real fuckin dodgy whenever I confront him about it and all he can say is “at least I never hit your face”.
I don’t find it funny. All those things really happened. You misinterpreted my comment. I was saying “just kidding” to my dead dad, not you.
I had a terrible relationship with my dad, but he was still there for me when no one else was, so I can’t hate him even if he was an abusive narcissist.
But that’s not the point. The point is I know what you’ve been through, and I feel for you.
Same here. Raised by fundamentalist catholics. Its funny you mention pumping gas though haha. I couldn’t pump gas because my cousin did once and got soaked in gas. I learned decades later its because he wasn’t supposed to pump the gas but did anyway when no one was watching and squeezed the handle as he pulled it out of the pump and sprayed it everywhere.
I couldn’t play Magic: The Gathering because you “summoned” monsters and that meant summoning demons to my mom. Same story with YuGiOh and Pokemon.
Halloween was the devils holiday and was a somber affair.
Harry Potter was the work of Satan and was going to force me to be wiccan and eat babies or something.
There’s probably a lot more that I’ve finally been able to forget.
That sucks man. Religion ruins childhoods.
It really does. I wasn’t allowed to believe in Santa, and celebrating Halloween was completely out of the question. I was 30 the first time I was allowed to go trick or treating. Now that dad’s dead, I go all-out on Halloween every single year. Suck it, you Trump-loving bastard.
(Just kidding: I love you dad. Rest in peace.)
I’m glad you find my abusive childhood funny. My dad used to beat the fuck out of me but that wasn’t the topic of conversation.
Its great you had a good relationship with your dad, really. My dad gets real fuckin dodgy whenever I confront him about it and all he can say is “at least I never hit your face”.
Fuck you.
I don’t find it funny. All those things really happened. You misinterpreted my comment. I was saying “just kidding” to my dead dad, not you.
I had a terrible relationship with my dad, but he was still there for me when no one else was, so I can’t hate him even if he was an abusive narcissist.
But that’s not the point. The point is I know what you’ve been through, and I feel for you.
Ah. I took your last line as meaning that your entire comment was sarcastic, sorry. I deleted my comment.
Sorry for what you went through, I can relate to how shitty that must have been for you.
I hope things have improved for you and you’re in a better place now.