My house my rules!
I put a roof over your head and food in your belly and don’t you ever forget it!
You’d be on the street if it wasn’t for me!
I run this ranch!
Wish I had wounded and triangulated with: That’s obvious because Manson ran a better ranch than you.
Regrets? I have a few lol.
HG
Pleasure to have you back. Catching up should see you to 15 million haha.
Dearest NarcAngel,
Funny, I had the same …. they made me feel very uncomfortable in our house growing up and I was considered privileged to live there (I did way more than my fair share of the chores) plus they had total control of the tv …. I wasn’t allowed to watch anything I liked at any time, only what they liked
I tried to always be out and only come back to sleep there thru necessity
Using the phone was a nightmare … they made me feel guilty as they walked in n out of the kitchen, back n forth mumbling under their breath and counting the minutes n seconds
The moment I moved out and before the door had closed behind me, my bedroom was being turned into a tv room
They guilt tripped me with everything
Their motto was … don’t ask, cause you wont get
When I got engaged and announced the good news to mum ….. she immediately slapped me across the face so hard, she left a red mark from her hand print on my face ( I reminded her of this recently …..and of course she doesn’t remember….they never do)
I moved out after that !
My visitation rights were …. I was expected to “book” a visit and phone calls were only allowed between certain hours (couldn’t possibly interrupt their tv shows)
Uhhhhhhh ….. the good ol days
Our motto to our kids has always been …. never be afraid to ask, our home is open to them 24/7, it will always be their safe place and we will always be there for them
Luv Bubbles xx 😘
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Yup. Along with:
My house my rules!
I put a roof over your head and food in your belly and don’t you ever forget it!
You’d be on the street if it wasn’t for me!
I run this ranch!
Wish I had wounded and triangulated with: That’s obvious because Manson ran a better ranch than you.
Regrets? I have a few lol.
HG
Pleasure to have you back. Catching up should see you to 15 million haha.
Thank you NA.
Dearest NarcAngel,
Funny, I had the same …. they made me feel very uncomfortable in our house growing up and I was considered privileged to live there (I did way more than my fair share of the chores) plus they had total control of the tv …. I wasn’t allowed to watch anything I liked at any time, only what they liked
I tried to always be out and only come back to sleep there thru necessity
Using the phone was a nightmare … they made me feel guilty as they walked in n out of the kitchen, back n forth mumbling under their breath and counting the minutes n seconds
The moment I moved out and before the door had closed behind me, my bedroom was being turned into a tv room
They guilt tripped me with everything
Their motto was … don’t ask, cause you wont get
When I got engaged and announced the good news to mum ….. she immediately slapped me across the face so hard, she left a red mark from her hand print on my face ( I reminded her of this recently …..and of course she doesn’t remember….they never do)
I moved out after that !
My visitation rights were …. I was expected to “book” a visit and phone calls were only allowed between certain hours (couldn’t possibly interrupt their tv shows)
Uhhhhhhh ….. the good ol days
Our motto to our kids has always been …. never be afraid to ask, our home is open to them 24/7, it will always be their safe place and we will always be there for them
Luv Bubbles xx 😘
…and as long as you put YOUR feet under MY table! This one’s especially annoying given that everything that’s yours is also theirs
My mother said this one many times. That is why I did not stay there long.
I have heard that before with everything else that they possess