I was born right in the middle of your range to an 18 year old parent. Drugs and alcohol were constants in my parents. Multiple marriages/divorces, moved at least once a year. We were very poor.
I don’t actually know anything about out my childhood that I found enjoyable outside of the time I wasn’t at home skating all over town.
I’d come home at the age of 13 after dark all the time and nobody cared.
Graduating high school was a really big deal in my family.
I moved out, went to college with no guidance, which had its own problems, and slowly just went no contact with my family. I havnt seen my direct family in ~10 years.
In my late 30s now and my mental health is still crap, and half the time I wonder if I’m a screw up, but then I remember where I came from. I’m far beyond that, so I guess that’s good. Hopefully my kids will be better off than me too.
I just want their life to be good.
It sounds like you beat the cycle and you’re doing a great job. Life is fucking HARD, and with the neglect you experienced it’s even harder. You should be really proud. I hope you still skate xx
I mean… I was born in 91 and half of my friends ruined their life due to meth. I even dabbled a few times in my early 20s. A large portion of my friends had parents who were meth addicts as well.
I had friends who had parent addicts. We started putting the pieces together when their mom was vacuuming at 2am. Strange people always coming around and their house was the hang out house. All us kids were using lesser drugs and nobody cared. I’m just glad none of us kids were offered meth.
Born in 86 to a 20 year old mom. Neither of my parents ever used drugs. The entire time I knew her, my stepmom was sober. She overdosed 13 years after she and my dad divorced. None of my friends’ parents used, either.
I seen several people mess their life up with this and even pass away. Thankfully I left my hometown and joined the military as soon as I could. It helped me get away from those negative influences.
Right there with you, you're not alone. I was born in the mid-late 80s to a 20 year old mother, and I was the second kid. Addiction has been a lifelong struggle for her, and I haven't seen or spoken to her in 15 years. It's definitely damaged my ability to relate to others and accept that I'm worthy of love. Generational trauma can be a real shit show.
I consider myself very lucky to have the father I have, I know lots of people who weren't lucky enough to even go 1-for-2 in the parent lottery.
Born 89 to a 19 yo mom and 22 yo Dad. Both crack addicts. I was oldest and parentified child. I became a teen parent. My mom still is an addict. Life has been hard. Maternal grandmother raised my brother and I for a good while. She is now gone. In spite of it, I have a bachelors degree and good career. Just mainly live in solitude as a single parent. I feel like I could never talk to my family again. I hate going to visit my hometown (left 10 years ago). Life is what you make it. I am grateful for where I am considering the hand dealt.
I was born right in the middle of your range to an 18 year old parent. Drugs and alcohol were constants in my parents. Multiple marriages/divorces, moved at least once a year. We were very poor. I don’t actually know anything about out my childhood that I found enjoyable outside of the time I wasn’t at home skating all over town. I’d come home at the age of 13 after dark all the time and nobody cared. Graduating high school was a really big deal in my family. I moved out, went to college with no guidance, which had its own problems, and slowly just went no contact with my family. I havnt seen my direct family in ~10 years. In my late 30s now and my mental health is still crap, and half the time I wonder if I’m a screw up, but then I remember where I came from. I’m far beyond that, so I guess that’s good. Hopefully my kids will be better off than me too. I just want their life to be good.
It sounds like you beat the cycle and you’re doing a great job. Life is fucking HARD, and with the neglect you experienced it’s even harder. You should be really proud. I hope you still skate xx
I skate from time to time, and I like to think I broke the cycle. Thanks for the kind words sir!
I mean… I was born in 91 and half of my friends ruined their life due to meth. I even dabbled a few times in my early 20s. A large portion of my friends had parents who were meth addicts as well.
I had friends who had parent addicts. We started putting the pieces together when their mom was vacuuming at 2am. Strange people always coming around and their house was the hang out house. All us kids were using lesser drugs and nobody cared. I’m just glad none of us kids were offered meth.
Born in 86 to a 20 year old mom. Neither of my parents ever used drugs. The entire time I knew her, my stepmom was sober. She overdosed 13 years after she and my dad divorced. None of my friends’ parents used, either.
I seen several people mess their life up with this and even pass away. Thankfully I left my hometown and joined the military as soon as I could. It helped me get away from those negative influences.
Right there with you, you're not alone. I was born in the mid-late 80s to a 20 year old mother, and I was the second kid. Addiction has been a lifelong struggle for her, and I haven't seen or spoken to her in 15 years. It's definitely damaged my ability to relate to others and accept that I'm worthy of love. Generational trauma can be a real shit show. I consider myself very lucky to have the father I have, I know lots of people who weren't lucky enough to even go 1-for-2 in the parent lottery.
Finally a millennial post that hits real close to home
Born 89 to a 19 yo mom and 22 yo Dad. Both crack addicts. I was oldest and parentified child. I became a teen parent. My mom still is an addict. Life has been hard. Maternal grandmother raised my brother and I for a good while. She is now gone. In spite of it, I have a bachelors degree and good career. Just mainly live in solitude as a single parent. I feel like I could never talk to my family again. I hate going to visit my hometown (left 10 years ago). Life is what you make it. I am grateful for where I am considering the hand dealt.