Post here if you're from a "broken home"!
My parents split up when I was 12/13. I guess it kind of messed me up a bit, but on the upside I got to move into Glasgow. If I was out where I used to live (middle of nowhere commuter town shithole) i think I'd have gone insane.
you?
please dont have this thread
Why?
because of the memories
:''''( (emo tears)
divorced when I was 2
I want more PAAAAAAAAIN please.
bit young to get married werent you?
anything's possible in gretna
hey mine split up when i was 13 too
but they got back together a year later.
:''''''''(
and i still live in a commuter town
Parents split up shortly before I turned 6
Dad as-good-as remarried, been with his fiancé for about 15 years now, and Mumsie is a terrible whore - Footballer threesomes, affair with married man, starfucking. She's amazing <3
Still an only child though, thank god.
I've got a little bro and a half bro
Little brother is a little jakey cunt, half bro is 18 months old and really cute. I don't live with the cunt though.
Your weeest bro...
Sounds totally awesome. With his words and that. Makes me laugh everytime you mention him :D
Newest thing:
he sings the balamory theme tune, but like "BA-LA-BO-WAY, BA-WA-YO-YA"
heh
When he talks, do you "get" what he's saying? My sort-of-half-sister (ie: dad's partner's daughter from a previous marriage) has a 2 year old daughter and I feel like the only person in the family who hasn't the foggiest idea what she's babbling on about.
Oh yeah, totally.
It's like he's using a whole different dictionary but I get it. He calls me "Yayooh", for some completely odd reason. It makes perfect sense to him though.
Goon!= I want to go to the garden please
Choon!= I want to eat some cheese please
Tood!= I want to eat some toast please
WAH WAH= I want to listen to some music please
DAH DOOH!= I want to watch "in the night garden" on cbeebies please
yeah
best thing they ever did, except for the subsequent moving house to a middle of nowhere commuter town. seems we did it in reverse.
I'm afraid I come from a pretty stable family
But I do know that growing up in a middle-of-nowhere commuter town really didn't help for an exciting adolscence.
My god I hate Buckinghamshire.
The McCains?
^ rubbish joke about stables / families.
Pretend it never got posted. (McCains = Red Rum's trainer / owners)
Ah, OK
It's a good thing you explained that, because for a second I thought you were asking if I was the son of the Republican presidential nominee.
Which I'm not.
It's impossible to be fully sane
I think, in a monct which men seem to adore. No transport, anything remotely decent is an hour an a half away, no people, low job opportunities. Nice views though.
"...in a monct which men seem to adore."
Sorry, what does that mean?
I didn't have it quite that bad. London 45 minutes on the train. But it was expensive, and then everything decent tended to start about an hour before the last train anyway... and then because your friends all live at least half and hour away you have to get driven there by your parents, and they refuse to pick you up after 11, so that means you never get to go to any decent parties or anything... [/rant]
The thing about small commuter towns (or even a commuter village, in my case) is that they're awesome if you're under 12 (tire swings in the woods, long bike rides in the summer, all those Just William cliches), or retiring in your old age (my parents are the kind of people who like it because it's 'safer', which translates as 'whiter'). In between it's an empty void.
I would maybe go further
and say they are only good for the retirement, I grew up in the city and absolutely hated any trips out to the countryside, walking through kensington high street on the way home from school>bike rides in the forest
I agree very much with the rest of your comments! Monct was an acronym
Actually, yeah
I would totally swap my childhood for one in a city, and I refuse to contemplate living outside one once I've moved out completely.
Of course this is really just a reaction to my incredibly dull 7-16 existence, and not much more exciting one once I'd got a car (because things are still far away, even if you can drive there at will). If I ever have kids (not that I ever plan to) I'm going to make sure I don't bring them up in the rural/semi-rural bubble my parents seem to love.
Plus my parents have said that as soon as my younger brother's left for uni they're selling the house and moving even deeper into the countryside. Madness.
(Acronym for what? I'm clearly being thick here)
(middle of nowhere commuter town)
middle of nowhere
commuter town, of course;)
It could be worse (the only reassurance for us all) which I think when I watch those at home or away property programmes, and the (very english) parents are seriously considering taking their 9 and 11 year olds to live in a chalet in portugal, and go to a school in portugal.:/
Oh god
My best friend is a girl whose parents moved the family to Madrid when she was only about 9. It has the advantage that she can speak Spanish like a native, but the downside is that she has had *such* and incredibly isolated upbringing. She's been pampered and kept away from The Real World such that she's the kind of girl who would probably want to go on My Sweet Sixteen and complain that her birthday cake wasn't big enough.
I still don't know why we're such good friends. Chalk and cheese and that, I guess.
Yup.
Aged 3. But my stepdad showed up around age 9 and has been around ever since. He's dad to me.
that's nice :)
My friend's dad died in a plane crash shortly before he was born and strangely he's more like his step-dad than his brother (step-dad's actual son) is!
mine split when i was about 12 too, i think
though they've never actually divorced. it made very little difference to my life, seeing as most of my dad's job was based in glasgow and he practically already lived there anyway (seriously, he even had a flat through there before they actually split, although that was possibly just to ease us into the idea of him moving out without making it too sudden)
lolz, i remember before they told us i found a 'how to help your children cope with divorce' website in the browser history (i was so web 2.0 even at that age). and i was all "HI MUM WHY HAVE YOU BEEN LOOKING AT DIVORCE WEBSITES". so y'know, the whole revelation ended up being a bit of an anticlimax after that.
Same thing happened to me.
My dad used shameless bribery.
Me: Dad, when are we going to get a dog?
Dad: Erm, maybe in a few weeks....
Mum: *gives my dad horrible stare*
Me: Why did you just look at him like that
Dad: We're splitting. You're getting a dog TODAY
Me: YAY!/UGHHHHHHHHHH
Pretty funny, in retrospect.
i'm pretty sure the first thing i asked
was 'who gets to keep the cat?'
and to clarify,
we got to keep the cat. i think if we hadn't got to keep the cat the whole thing would have been a lot more traumatic
i actualy laughed loads
when i found out my rents were splitting up.funtimes 4sure.
my dad bought us bikes
to make up for our mum dying. i hadnt properly worked out that she was dead yet, so it was a bit of a bonus
Dragged up through the streets of Burnley
by a heroic single mother, as one of three children. Dad divorced during my pregnancy.
But growing up without my pop living in the house has only been a good thing. I'm the best of the three by far.
my parents divorced when i was 3.
My dad decided to casually start taking heroin and breaking into houses. My mum objected. It turned out okay.
My parents are very happily married, but..........
just about every girl I've ever dated has been from a broken home. I literally cannot think of one who wasn't.
My longterm ex got a pretty raw deal, her father was a serial philanderer who beat her mother along with the woman he eventually left her for.
I'd love to be able to tell you that he got his comeuppance, but he lives with some 31 year old fitness instructor now and has more money than he could possibly spend.
Life = shit.
"just about every girl I've ever dated has been from a broken home"
Vulnerable women do drop their standards, Alex.
...and yet you still can't get any play!
; )
BURRRNNNNNN
This thread is beyond belief.
Talk about wearing you heart on your sleeve.
'My mummy and daddy broke up, and now I'm a floating victim. waah waah waah. I'll only get ones games console for christmas because daddy uses his pennies to buy alcohol and slags waah waah waah. Mummys can only feed me ketchup satchets and napkins, instead of Big Macs and Fries. waaaaaaah,''
not really.
I think only my post has said anything other than "This is what happened".
^5
shut up.
back to the day shift for you.
well thats me told
night night petal x
lolwut?
point me to ONE whiny post in this thread.
in fact, this thread isn't nearly emo enough. I'M FROM A BROKEN HOME, PITY ME, PLZ
...
I was embellishing upon what people had wrote, BUT...
why would you bother discussing it anyway? Call me old fashioned, but I believe in the whole secrets and lies approach to family trauma.
Please don;t bleed your sorrows on an internet forum.
Again, not really.
Not many sorrows here, just facts. And if people want to talk about it, so what?
I'm pretty sure if people want empathy for something like parents splitting up, they're entitled it. Besides, i'm sure there are deeper and darker things that people want to keep to themselves, which again they're completely entitled to.
Divorce rates are higher than 50% these days. It's hardly an alienating topic.
Not alienating
BORING.
You said yourself that the statistics state divorce rates are above 50%, which means that every other person and there dog has been effected by it.
We won’t shed any new light on it, so let’s just lay it to waste.
You're right, DiS is compltely about academic progression.
It's definitely NOT a community where people come to talk shit about whatever they like, as you do with other people in actual real life.
I'm an absolute stickler for talking shit
Chuck the topic 'what colour is bannana milkshake?'' at me and I'll be as happy as larry.
BUT
when I get the slightest inkling that a thread is becoming a 'bonding session'', with all the horrible hand holding that entails it...that's when I bite.
youre wrong and silly
Ooooh and didn't you bite hard?
I think i'm actually literally genuinely seriously bitten like right now. If only i had maybe a free hand or two to fend you off, but it appears i've just been doing far too much hand holding recently. Ah let go of my hand so I can fend him off! Ouch! Ouch!
Shurrup.
I get what your doing.
This is some of that cutting edge sarcasm.
Arn't you a clever bunny.
I've got my john brainlove hat on today.
Cutting edge sarcasm is my thing.
Get ready for a sarcastic "kthxbye".
Get ready!
Here it comes!
Brace yourself now!
"kthxbye"
Bye bye johnny
All our love.
Nan and Grandad xxx
livejournal is where all the hand holding happens
very emotional bunch. You'd better get over there if you want to tell people off for that sort of thing.
I got an emo note yesterday from someone crying that I unadded them and that's why they can't read anything. I pasted in my 'last update -13 weeks ago' as response.
hi! you're obviously new to the dis night shift.
bleeding our sorrows is pretty much what we do here.
I've been on here for a cutla' weeks
I understand the customs. I just havn't taken to these threads that force mutual attachment.
Keep it simple. Get no deeper than 'who's haircut would you rather shag...Billy Idol or Billy Elliot?,''.
you're right.
emotions are for the WEAK. let's all be REAL MEN who keep things BOTTLED UP INSIDE!!11!
Yes
Passive aggression is the pinnacle of this here nation.
Look...discuss your problems with people in the real world. Mates, family etc.
but don't go spouting all that shit on here. Keep it light. It's pathetic.
Separated not divorced
My parents so hate the idea of having to have an arguement that they've put of their divorce for seven years (and counting!)
now that...
..,is just mental.
not really
because when the time comes, unless my mum decides to indulge her inner ex mrs mccartney, he'll end up with two and a half houses, and we'll end up with, errrm, half a house.
I really don't mind if the politics continue to get put off until I'm back in London and can ignore it.
ok
Now I understand the situation.
Fair do's.
i only have liek 3 friends
whose parents are still together
^ this
and my mum died when i was 6
*wah wah*
and then my dad got married to some horrible cunt
*wah wah*
then he divorced her
*wah wah*
see
Masquerading fact as a jokey response to induce the guilt pangs from us is just ridiculous.
why would you feel guilty?
unless you are an involved party?
Because...
I cained him off.
Look;
I'm Catholic. As a whole, we are a very guilt-ridden bunch.
"guilt pangs"
If your parents are still together, "guilt pangs" has very interesting psychological significance for you, Mr Bumbler.
There still together.
It's the religion that does it to you. It infects the blood stream, the old Catholicism.
Yup.
Parents split when I was 10. I left my mum to live with my dad and my step-mum when I was 12.
yes, about 6 years ago
It was for the best & everyone is much happier
Not me thankfully
Broken home, broken heart
Now you know just how it feels
To have to cry yourself to sleep at night
oh here goes then..
i was 11 when my parents split up. we lived in canada at the time. So i moved to NZ with my mum.... my dad moved back to his home in Czech Republic... I've seen my dad maybe 4 times since. He sent me a 'happy 16th birthday' card.. on my 18th...and never remembers christmas. I have pretty much dissowned him.
sums it up really.
And I'm upset by pissing up an exam
I feel completely sad and useless.
what happened with your exam?
was it today? You never know though.. i strangely tend to do much better on the exams i think i've failed. :)
yeah, but I have a happy life
and a mother and father who care and provide for me.
I'm just a spoilt student.
the rest of my family is great.
i just have an absolute wanker for a dad. and subsequent abandonement issues.
but that's what GIN is for.
*swigs from hip flask*
I here ya, sister.
Hip flasks and Greg Dulli around midnight.
my dad told me and my brother
he couldn't be bothered to maintain our 'relationship', and it wasn't worth it