We all know you were a terrible kid.
I guess they enjoyed making me miserable. I couldn't wait to get out of there when I could.
My parents assumed that I would escape when I had enough, same as they had to do. My father left his father's household at age 13, hitched a ride across a state line, and got a job as a laborer building a dam in Idaho. My mother's mother died when she was three, so she was passed around to relatives, mostly raised by her oldest sister, who didn't bother to tell her she had brothers and sisters until she was almost 13. At age 15 she mentioned that she had a boy friend she wanted to go see while he was working in the next town over. Big sister told her that's nice, don't come back. And that is how Mom and Dad got started.
Why did you tell me your parent's life story? What does that have to do with you getting kicked out?
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I left home when I became an adult. That's what my generation did. We hit 19 and were on our own. We had nineteen years to prepare for it and we did.
Because I would have died outside. That's bad for them.
I left on my own before they had the chance.
So YOU took all the money from us millinials. I'm
My dad didn't kick me out because I helped pay the bills, I paid my own insurance, I had a job, and I helped around the house. Besides that, I happen to be a fantastic cook.
I voluntarily left when the strain between my stepmother and I grew unbearable. She thought my being polite was being sarcastic, and I thought she was playing my dad to pay off her debts. Communication between us improved when we weren't stepping on each other's toes anymore.
Are you drinking?
They love me and I love them.
cause i left on my own
My parents can read the future and felt sorry for me; they knew I'd suffer a terrible (and thankfully short) marriage one day . . . hey, wait a minute . . .
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