No, I love my parents. They try to keep me away from any unnecessary danger without running my life. They instill good judgment into me and then let me go on my own. I was allowed to walk around neighborhoods at a very young age but they made sure I knew about the dangers of strangers, drugs, gangs, traffic, etc.

 

 

 

I'm 18 now so it doesn't matter anymore though. :

 

 

 

Edit: What the hell? I hate that face... Why'd I do that?

living with a step mom and dad. my step mom treats me like i was born yesterday and my dad treats me like i just got recruited into mandatory service.

 

 

 

also, i'm 17

Naaah. They don't much care. Love the folks. The think I'm a pothead, though. Leads to aggravating situations. But for the most part, they're chill. I get mad at them sometimes. Like today, my mom paid absolutely no attention driving, almost killed us twice, and almost ran down a whole gang of disabled kids, and then yelled at me when I freaked out.

Well, I live on my own, so my parents don't have a lot to say about what I do. Although I think I'll have to command to a higher power again when I start living with my gf.

Naaah. They don't much care. Love the folks. The think I'm a pothead, though. Leads to aggravating situations. But for the most part, they're chill. I get mad at them sometimes. Like today, my mom paid absolutely no attention driving, almost killed us twice, and almost ran down a whole gang of disabled kids, and then yelled at me when I freaked out.

 

 

 

You seem way to energetic to be considered a pothead if you ask me.

I'm 24, and my dad -still- has a tendency to make me feel like a little kid. He still calls me his "little princess" (blargh) and when I moved out he cried. Also, whenever I go over to his house, when I leave, he expects me to call him as soon as I get home so he knows I made it safely. I guess it just depends on the person, really.

I'm 18, and no they don't.

Naaah. They don't much care. Love the folks. The think I'm a pothead, though. Leads to aggravating situations. But for the most part, they're chill. I get mad at them sometimes. Like today, my mom paid absolutely no attention driving, almost killed us twice, and almost ran down a whole gang of disabled kids, and then yelled at me when I freaked out.

 

 

 

:lol:

 

 

 

If I yelled at my mom for doing that, she'd be like (in a low voice, mind you), "I'm sorry..."

Naaah. They don't much care. Love the folks. The think I'm a pothead, though. Leads to aggravating situations. But for the most part, they're chill. I get mad at them sometimes. Like today, my mom paid absolutely no attention driving, almost killed us twice, and almost ran down a whole gang of disabled kids, and then yelled at me when I freaked out.

 

 

 

:lol:

 

 

 

If I yelled at my mom for doing that, she'd be like (in a low voice, mind you), "I'm sorry..."

 

thats not really a good thing.

Naaah. They don't much care. Love the folks. The think I'm a pothead, though. Leads to aggravating situations. But for the most part, they're chill. I get mad at them sometimes. Like today, my mom paid absolutely no attention driving, almost killed us twice, and almost ran down a whole gang of disabled kids, and then yelled at me when I freaked out.

 

 

 

:lol:

 

 

 

If I yelled at my mom for doing that, she'd be like (in a low voice, mind you), "I'm sorry..."

 

that's not really a good thing.

 

My mom would yell back and then say my whole generation is spoilt and they don't have respect for anybody.

Naaah. They don't much care. Love the folks. The think I'm a pothead, though. Leads to aggravating situations. But for the most part, they're chill. I get mad at them sometimes. Like today, my mom paid absolutely no attention driving, almost killed us twice, and almost ran down a whole gang of disabled kids, and then yelled at me when I freaked out.

 

 

 

:lol:

 

 

 

If I yelled at my mom for doing that, she'd be like (in a low voice, mind you), "I'm sorry..."

 

that's not really a good thing.

 

My mom would yell back and then say my whole generation is spoilt and they don't have respect for anybody.

 

I guess I'm the only one that would be hit if I yelled at my mom.

I just know when to duck.

Nope, my parents seem to trust my judgment. I don't really have any restrictions except that if I go anywhere (yeah right) they want to know where I am. Oh and no drugs.

Naaah. They don't much care. Love the folks. The think I'm a pothead, though. Leads to aggravating situations. But for the most part, they're chill. I get mad at them sometimes. Like today, my mom paid absolutely no attention driving, almost killed us twice, and almost ran down a whole gang of disabled kids, and then yelled at me when I freaked out.

 

 

 

:lol:

 

 

 

If I yelled at my mom for doing that, she'd be like (in a low voice, mind you), "I'm sorry..."

 

that's not really a good thing.

 

My mom would yell back and then say my whole generation is spoilt and they don't have respect for anybody.

 

I guess I'm the only one that would be hit if I yelled at my mom.

 

 

 

I'd be yelled back at, mind you. And I rarely ever yell at my parents anyway.

Naaah. They don't much care. Love the folks. The think I'm a pothead, though. Leads to aggravating situations. But for the most part, they're chill. I get mad at them sometimes. Like today, my mom paid absolutely no attention driving, almost killed us twice, and almost ran down a whole gang of disabled kids, and then yelled at me when I freaked out.

 

 

 

:lol:

 

 

 

If I yelled at my mom for doing that, she'd be like (in a low voice, mind you), "I'm sorry..."

 

that's not really a good thing.

 

My mom would yell back and then say my whole generation is spoilt and they don't have respect for anybody.

 

I guess I'm the only one that would be hit if I yelled at my mom.

 

 

 

I'd be yelled back at, mind you. And I rarely ever yell at my parents anyway.

 

 

 

Last time I retaliated. That was a bad day...

My parents are pretty good about this. My mom completely understands me and trusts me (knows what it's like being a teenager, knows what I'm going through, etc). She encourages me to go out and have a good time, and she never does that call-to-check-im-alive crap. She pretty much treats me as a mature adult. She's pretty hip too.

 

 

 

My dad is a little different, but still kinda the same. He's completely fine with me going out and he trusts me too, but he'd be a little more inclined to call me. He asks a lot of questions about what I did, but that's his personality (he does the same with my mom. Not the I'm-worried-about-you questions, but just the curious/ignorant questions). But something really annoying he does though is sometimes he, well, literally treats me as a child. It's a little hard to explain; kinda like how one would talk to a little kid, but a little less severe, if you understand what I mean. Though he's gotten a lot better about it recently.

 

 

 

In the end though, both my parents are real lenient and good about letting me do what I want to do, as long as I don't pour ammonium nitrate in the furnace or stuff like that.