Hip Parents?

What are your parents like?

 

Really freakin cool. I love them so much they are my best friends and parents. I never have any disputes over anything. They are always there to talk to and and to guide me.

 

My dad and stepmom (who I live with now) are very closed minded narcs. That's okay though because in 7 weeks I'm moving in with my mom, who's as cool as they come. Hell yeah!

 

I am the 'rent, lol!! My kids are 18 and 21.

 

My parents...I don`t know...if one day I would walk barefoot on street(for ex) they would tell what`s wrong with me...or smth like that.I don`t deal with them with my problems.When I start talking about hippies with my dad we always argue.He says smth like:"Do you like those drug-addicts who have sex everywhere?' . And it really hurts when a person you love says smth wrong about other person you also love.

 

Aah' geez. Both my 'rents are alcoholics, my mum gambles and smokes more pot and drinks more beers than I can. It's sad. My dad is also a pot smoker but it makes him grumpy. and everything combined jsut makes my mum incoherent it's sad. My dad lacks ambition for sure but likes to think he has it all figured out.My mum thinks she knows everything about anything and with refuse to go down saying she's wrong. I'm very intolerant of their habits and ussually loate being around them, unless they are sober. This is rare. I love them to death and they know that, but I also can not stand them.

 

My mum is stark raving mad and always so bubbly and happy (she's great, I love her to death) and then my dad is the most laid back person you will ever meet. They are really great parents and even though I used to fight a lot with both of them, as I have gotten older, I have realized just how great they really are

 

you`re lucky...

 

i can relate to alcoholic parents. although i am now 58 years old, i also came from an alcoholic family. in the 70's everyone in my family got stoned and drank, i think that is the only way we could stand to be together. there really wasn't any love connection, we just put up with one another. my father was a wonderful person, but also an alcoholic and was very depressed all the time. he eventually committed suicide in 1991. i thought my life was over. i love him so much. then my family fell apart, he was the glue that kept us together. there is so much anger and bad feelings and past abuse that we've all done to one another. my mother died a few months ago, and i don't have any sadness for her. she was a abusive and angry women that always struck out at me. i was the scapegoat of this sick and dysfunctional family. i went through many years of therapy to get myself together from all the shit of this family, then i became a rape crisis counselor and counselor for abuse victims. my family members did not like this as i became a free-lance writer and started writing about the truth of my incestous and sick family. they have all turned on me and that's ok. i found out i didn't need such angry and abusive people in my life. i am writing my life story now which i hope to get published. i have written it as fiction and used other names, other than my real family names, i do not want to get sued over this. it is going to be a really good and compassionate help book for other's that have overcome and are trying to overcome alcoholic families. i hope it helps others. i have learned so much in my life, mainly to take care of my self and not allow others to abuse me. it took me along time to not be a victim. i joined different support groups which really helped me, suicide survivors, alcoholics anonymous, and AA for children of alcoholics. i too had my own drug/alcohol problems and went through many abusive relationships while i was sideways from all the shit. but now i have been married to a wonderful and caring man for 11 years. i feel i was able to find him because i had dealt with all my pain and hurt from my past childhood. mainly i learned to take care of that wounded child that i used to be. blessings and be strong. john bradshaw, a famous american motivational speaker and therapist has written some wonderful books about coming from dysfuctional families. the one that helped me the most was "the wounded child" and "family secrets."

take care and be your own parent to yourself, love and care for yourself and be good to yourself, that is what i learned to do.

peace and joy
hippiewise

 

My dad's cool...
Uh, we've smoked pot together.
Whenever he get beer we get drunk together.
Um, he asked me once to get shrooms and mesc for him...couldn't come through.

 

I still dont understand why the looney bin released my parents and allowed them to procreate.

 

Ok... My dad is a neatfreak, to an extreme. If he finds clothes on the bathroom floor in the morning, his day is ruined. Really tough because he lives in a family of EXTREMELY messy people. He has to go to work every day, carpentry and remodeling, and hates his job. Then on the weekends, he "has" to clean up, because he can't stand the mess. So he spends all his time (excluding when he's high) grumbling about all the shit he has to do and how his life sucks and everybody's out to get him. Aside from all that, he's a great guy. He plays music, smoked pot with me since I was 14, is really cool with just about everything but messes and ciggarettes. My mom is really laid back in one sense, but really uptight in another. She caught me smoking pot once and took away my pipe and screamed at me. She is super uptight about anything illegal, even making me wear my seatbelt. However, she's not so grumbly and depressed all the time, and she's not a neatfreak. So I've got it all right. My dad can really get me depressed when he starts venting about how crappy his life is, but he makes up for it with stuff like letting me drive since I was 10 years old, letting me smoke pot, sending me to school even though he wanted to homeschool me and I wanted to go to school, etc.

 

My mom and dad are both dead. They had their problems and I hated them at times when I was younger. When I got older I saw were they were coming from on some things and still thought they were wrong on others. Mostly thought they were just people and they did the best they could. Just as I try to do the best I can with my kids and grandkids.

 

Henry!! you SHOULD wear your seatbelt!! lots of maniacs out there (driving), and yes some of them are parents. I'm sure my kids think I am a maniac at times but they know I love them. and they have turned out alright so far I think. Love goes a long way.

Seriously, it is damn hard to be a parent. some people shouldn't be parents but it happens. a friend of my daughter's says "my dad's a crackhead and my mom's a whore". she doesn't know where they are, she lives with her grandparents. My heart breaks for her.

my parents were anything but "cool" and my mom is gone now, but they were good parents. I feel very lucky that way, and a lot of it IS luck. My dad is still a neatfreak that drives me crazy but TG I don't have to live with him anymore. Still have to remind him sometimes that I am an adult though.

when I was young I liked this Kahlil Gibran quote:

'And a woman who held a babe against her bosom said, "Speak to us of
Children."

And he said:

Your children are not your children.

They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself.

They come through you but not from you,

And though they are with you, yet they belong not to you.

You may give them your love but not your thoughts.

For they have their own thoughts.

You may house their bodies but not their souls,

For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot visit,
not even in your dreams.

You may strive to be like them, but seek not to make them like you.

For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.

You are the bows from which your children as living arrows are sent forth.

The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite, and He bends you
with His might that His arrows may go swift and far.

Let your bending in the archer's hand be for gladness;

For even as he loves the arrow that flies, so He loves also the bow that
is stable.

-- Kahlil Gibran

 

wow.... thats some deep stuff right there....

 

My bedroom was psychedelic. My father let me and my mates smoke pot and didnt give a fuck. I kept mushrooms in the freezer. thank you

 

i have a 2 yr old girl and a 10 month old son and one on the way i hope to be a good parrent i try to be but i think i like ur dad henry151 he sounds kool im into homeschool n all of that...but we live in the wilderness our town is population 75 people if that...nearist big town a hour and a half...try driveing that in a blizzard or a ice storm.........but off the subject.....did ur dad teach u about santa???and easter bunny n all that good crap?????i think im goina tell my kids that it is all fake from the get go .....i promissed to neaver lie to my kids about anything and well that would be lying would it not???










steal this thread

 

The ones that brought me up are uber hypocrites and big time liars.

Anyone wunna switch?

 

my parents have done many good things for me and many bad but they are our parrents and are just like us they have to learn from there mistakes no matter how big it is....if its a big mistake to u its even bigger to them when they are the ones who made it........i had a shitty child hood....but i do rember some great things i did........just gotta take the good with the bad brothers n sistahs.........thats life but love them whille they are alive dont hate them u will regrette it im sure.....my parents have even had me arrested but i love um anyways and forgive them

 

My dad is quiet, but when you get him to open up, he's quite funny. I think I get my sense of humor from him. My mom died almost six years ago...loved her to death, but she had a lot of problems...she was moody and often irresponsible.

What we have to remember is that our parents are people too. They are not perfect...nor are we. The problems we have with our parents aren't JUST because of them...for the most part (there are a few exceptions).

I'm 22 and I'm healthy, independent and strong. My parents did something right.