To the posters about the grandparents, as a kid who grew up with grandparents who were in the picture yet wanted nothing to do with us....I think that was worse than knowing they were somewhere out there but not around. My dad was one of three, and the other two were married several times and unstable. My dad was married once and still married. My grandparents felt bad for the other four grand kids and treated them amazing....shopping sprees, fishing trips, vacations, etc. My cousins were still doing fun things with their parents, but my grandparents took it to the extreme. My older sister and younger brother and I were all in sports, they went to our cousins sporting events and not ours. Our cousins pictures littered the house and fridge, ours weren't. They had a better relationship with my parents than their other two sons and my parents were always helping them with stuff....yet they treated us like poo and we lived in the house next door. The cousins flaunted their shopping spree finds, while we unwrapped our consignment store gifts that were half broken.
I will never forget the time my grandpa was asking my cousin when he wanted to go fishing next. My brother was about 8, and he was the only other grandson. He said in a soft little voice "what about me grandpa?" My grandpa looked at him and looked away without saying anything.
Nothing is worse than being rejected time after time when you are kid, right infront of your face. We had another couple we dubbed our grandparents, as they were no way related to us. Not once did they buy us a gift, they did something better....they went to all of our sports, graduations, they had conversations with us, fed us ice cream when my mom wasnt looking...and were downright amazing.
After dealing with the wrath of my dad's parents for 21 years.....we stopped visiting, my grandma passed, my cousins stopped visiting my grandpa, and my grandpa turned into a bitter man. He has no one. For the past 8 years, I see him at Thanksgiving and Christmas because my mom doesn't want him alone on the holidays and invites him. His other two son's stopped visiting and calling him years ago, when they realized they could no longer mooch of him. My parents still do most things for him, but it hurts my dad the most that his dad was so bitter towards us three.
It's still makes me sad as an adult to think about all of the times they seemed annoyed by us three. As a child, to have that happen over and over....it's devastating. If it was Gator and I was in the situation, I would make the grandparents make the effort and I wouldn't make it for them. I wouldn't force them into anything and would only want them around if they chose to be around. I would rather have people in her life that make an effort and love her, than people that treat her like she is a burden.
Elsa, I am so sorry. I know how it feels like. My mother is a nutjob, as you guys well know. My grandmother however is a c.unt. She wanted two kids. My mother was number three. And paid for it her whole life and still does.
Being the DAUGHTER of grandma's unwanted third kid was always fun. Believe me. My bday present to myself when I turned 25 was not talking to her any longer.
I remember my mother getting sick and having to go to the hospital. I had to live with grandma. Mom was gone six weeks. She brought me to the hospital twice. Because it was twenty minutes away and it was a hassle. She also shaved my long hair down to the scalp the day i got there. Because i could not take care of it myself yet. I was 4.
She nearly killed me a few times. She is dirt. She really is.
Since it is Friday, I rope in a confession with this story.
I know my grandmother is on her way out but still at home. I hope she will die slowly in a hospital away. Because I know she hates being somewhere else. For the cruel way she treated me as a little girl, I hope she suffers.
Elsa, your story seriously got me all choked up here at work. I have tears dwelling in my eyes : I'm so sorry
I second this. Grandparents are suppose to be awesome and supportive. I'm so sorry.
My Grandfather didn't give us the time of day until my Grandmother died and he was alone. Now he is heavily involved with his sons and grandchildren. It is just sad that it took so long especially because he is pushing 90 yo. Papps, I will be keeping my fingers crossed that your father will eventually come around and realize what he is missing.
Since that was a lame confession, I will add another one. I am thinking about having a three way MH and a willing woman.This makes me feel dirty.
Ok, as to your first confession: I am sorry you had such a horrible experience, and I don't think you're a bad person for wanting to sue your doctor. Your second confession: holy cow! That's a confession.
Yeah, way to sneak that one in there.
Ow Oooooow!! I totally would do something like that, but I fear for the harm it could potentially do to my relationship in the long term, so I chicken out.
My confession is that I have a fantasy of having sex with a woman alone and not a three-way.
This is tl;dr for most of the group but......
To the posters about the grandparents, as a kid who grew up with grandparents who were in the picture yet wanted nothing to do with us....I think that was worse than knowing they were somewhere out there but not around. My dad was one of three, and the other two were married several times and unstable. My dad was married once and still married. My grandparents felt bad for the other four grand kids and treated them amazing....shopping sprees, fishing trips, vacations, etc. My cousins were still doing fun things with their parents, but my grandparents took it to the extreme. My older sister and younger brother and I were all in sports, they went to our cousins sporting events and not ours. Our cousins pictures littered the house and fridge, ours weren't. They had a better relationship with my parents than their other two sons and my parents were always helping them with stuff....yet they treated us like poo and we lived in the house next door. The cousins flaunted their shopping spree finds, while we unwrapped our consignment store gifts that were half broken.
I will never forget the time my grandpa was asking my cousin when he wanted to go fishing next. My brother was about 8, and he was the only other grandson. He said in a soft little voice "what about me grandpa?" My grandpa looked at him and looked away without saying anything.
Nothing is worse than being rejected time after time when you are kid, right infront of your face. We had another couple we dubbed our grandparents, as they were no way related to us. Not once did they buy us a gift, they did something better....they went to all of our sports, graduations, they had conversations with us, fed us ice cream when my mom wasnt looking...and were downright amazing.
After dealing with the wrath of my dad's parents for 21 years.....we stopped visiting, my grandma passed, my cousins stopped visiting my grandpa, and my grandpa turned into a bitter man. He has no one. For the past 8 years, I see him at Thanksgiving and Christmas because my mom doesn't want him alone on the holidays and invites him. His other two son's stopped visiting and calling him years ago, when they realized they could no longer mooch of him. My parents still do most things for him, but it hurts my dad the most that his dad was so bitter towards us three.
It's still makes me sad as an adult to think about all of the times they seemed annoyed by us three. As a child, to have that happen over and over....it's devastating. If it was Gator and I was in the situation, I would make the grandparents make the effort and I wouldn't make it for them. I wouldn't force them into anything and would only want them around if they chose to be around. I would rather have people in her life that make an effort and love her, than people that treat her like she is a burden.
Elsa, I am so sorry. I know how it feels like. My mother is a nutjob, as you guys well know. My grandmother however is a c.unt. She wanted two kids. My mother was number three. And paid for it her whole life and still does.
Being the DAUGHTER of grandma's unwanted third kid was always fun. Believe me. My bday present to myself when I turned 25 was not talking to her any longer.
I remember my mother getting sick and having to go to the hospital. I had to live with grandma. Mom was gone six weeks. She brought me to the hospital twice. Because it was twenty minutes away and it was a hassle. She also shaved my long hair down to the scalp the day i got there. Because i could not take care of it myself yet. I was 4.
She nearly killed me a few times. She is dirt. She really is.
Since it is Friday, I rope in a confession with this story.
I know my grandmother is on her way out but still at home. I hope she will die slowly in a hospital away. Because I know she hates being somewhere else. For the cruel way she treated me as a little girl, I hope she suffers.
I'm sorry to the both of you.
My father has little to nothing to do with his family. He is a very broken man inside.
When he was 5 his mother took him to social services and said she did not want him anymore.(one of his brothers who was 8 and had already ran away) This was probably the best thing for them, they were physically abused to the extreme by his mother's husband. Although foster care(back then) was also cruel in other ways, he was little more than a farm hand. What probably hurt the most is knowing she went on to have 6 more kids. Those kids all speak fondly of their mother. My dad between his two parents has 17 full/half siblings. He only speaks with Betty his older half sister and his full brother who ran away.
My Dad was 16 before he found someone to call mom. She is a wonderful person. She took him in as a foster mother, and still dotes on him 48 years later. She has more compassion and love than anyone else I know. What is ironic is she has known such grief in her life and could have grown very bitter. She lost her husband when her daughter was playing on ice that broke. He saved his daughter but fell in and got swept under the ice himself.
I wonder what makes certain people's hearts/souls so cold and evil and others unbelievably beautiful.
What the heck kind of terrible FFFC stuff is going on in here
I'm so sorry for you Elsa
and Nita:(
and Penny('s dad)
I confess I have been drinking N's fruitables juice boxes because we need a new water filter so our water is gross and I don't want to go to the store to get one.
I had a dream last night that I was painting Kourtney Kardashian's car I lost track of time, and was late for work. I got to work and it was dark out, which is normal, when I got inside work I was in utter panic because It was night time not morning.
I'm glad I showed my minx side. ;
I always use that fantasy when I'm with DH and I like it. I want to possibly look into indulging into that fantasy.
I find that much better than my bff's item 17 on her bucket list, to do acid.
I've never done acid, but I did trip balls on mescaline. That was a long 12 hours. Or was it? I'm not sure, but it was crazy. No more hallucinogenic drugs for me, thank you.
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My confession is that I have a fantasy of having sex with a woman alone and not a three-way.
Me too kinda...
My confession is that I wish I had done that before settling down. It is a fantasy of mine even though I'm very happy in my marriage...just an experience I kind of wish I'd had!
1) Carson ROCKED his football and fire engine babylegs when he was learning to crawl last summer.
2) I am starting to like that Double D Divas reality show about women in the bra business. I watched the one about the lady with the super, duper huge boobs, but I didn't watch the ending because I fell asleep.
3) I think that it's sad when some people on here seem to 'bully' others here. I'm all for disagreeing, but not when it seems like everyone is jumping on someone. It just seems like bullying to me. I dunno, maybe I'm wrong. It's just how I feel.
I have had 2 beers already and it isn't even five here yet. My days start at 4 am now for work, so it' s well into night time for me, or at least that's the excuse I'm going with.
My confession is that I have a fantasy of having sex with a woman alone and not a three-way.
Me too kinda...
My confession is that I wish I had done that before settling down. It is a fantasy of mine even though I'm very happy in my marriage...just an experience I kind of wish I'd had!
3) I think that it's sad when some people on here seem to 'bully' others here. I'm all for disagreeing, but not when it seems like everyone is jumping on someone. It just seems like bullying to me. I dunno, maybe I'm wrong. It's just how I feel.
I agree with this too. I really do like to discuss thing and hear everyone's opinions but I am not thrilled when it gets really nasty. I am not thrilled in the entertainment value it brings to some as well. I know my post last night might start a riot but I didn't want it to and was hoping that it didn't turn out that way. I was actually quite pleased with the discussion and everyone's thoughts about the topic.
2) I am starting to like that Double D Divas reality show about women in the bra business. I watched the one about the lady with the super, duper huge boobs, but I didn't watch the ending because I fell asleep.
Holy hell, that just looks ridiculously uncomfortable.
3) I think that it's sad when some people on here seem to 'bully' others here. I'm all for disagreeing, but not when it seems like everyone is jumping on someone. It just seems like bullying to me. I dunno, maybe I'm wrong. It's just how I feel.
I agree with this too. I really do like to discuss thing and hear everyone's opinions but I am not thrilled when it gets really nasty. I am not thrilled in the entertainment value it brings to some as well. I know my post last night might start a riot but I didn't want it to and was hoping that it didn't turn out that way. I was actually quite pleased with the discussion and everyone's thoughts about the topic.
2) I am starting to like that Double D Divas reality show about women in the bra business. I watched the one about the lady with the super, duper huge boobs, but I didn't watch the ending because I fell asleep.
Holy hell, that just looks ridiculously uncomfortable.
I know, right? She pulled her wallet out from under one of her boobies! A full size one that fits a checkbook!! Those must KILL, I wonder why she doesn't get a reduction? She is a prime candidate for one, provided that she has insurance. Hell, if I was a surgeon, I'd offer to do it pro bono.
(Whenever I think of pro bono, it makes me think of pro boner.)
Re: FFFC
Elsa, I am so sorry. I know how it feels like. My mother is a nutjob, as you guys well know. My grandmother however is a c.unt. She wanted two kids. My mother was number three. And paid for it her whole life and still does.
Being the DAUGHTER of grandma's unwanted third kid was always fun. Believe me. My bday present to myself when I turned 25 was not talking to her any longer.
I remember my mother getting sick and having to go to the hospital. I had to live with grandma. Mom was gone six weeks. She brought me to the hospital twice. Because it was twenty minutes away and it was a hassle. She also shaved my long hair down to the scalp the day i got there. Because i could not take care of it myself yet. I was 4.
She nearly killed me a few times. She is dirt. She really is.
Since it is Friday, I rope in a confession with this story.
I know my grandmother is on her way out but still at home. I hope she will die slowly in a hospital away. Because I know she hates being somewhere else. For the cruel way she treated me as a little girl, I hope she suffers.
My Grandfather didn't give us the time of day until my Grandmother died and he was alone. Now he is heavily involved with his sons and grandchildren. It is just sad that it took so long especially because he is pushing 90 yo. Papps, I will be keeping my fingers crossed that your father will eventually come around and realize what he is missing.
I'm sorry to the both of you.
My father has little to nothing to do with his family. He is a very broken man inside.
When he was 5 his mother took him to social services and said she did not want him anymore.(one of his brothers who was 8 and had already ran away) This was probably the best thing for them, they were physically abused to the extreme by his mother's husband. Although foster care(back then) was also cruel in other ways, he was little more than a farm hand. What probably hurt the most is knowing she went on to have 6 more kids. Those kids all speak fondly of their mother. My dad between his two parents has 17 full/half siblings. He only speaks with Betty his older half sister and his full brother who ran away.
My Dad was 16 before he found someone to call mom. She is a wonderful person. She took him in as a foster mother, and still dotes on him 48 years later. She has more compassion and love than anyone else I know. What is ironic is she has known such grief in her life and could have grown very bitter. She lost her husband when her daughter was playing on ice that broke. He saved his daughter but fell in and got swept under the ice himself.
I wonder what makes certain people's hearts/souls so cold and evil and others unbelievably beautiful.
What the heck kind of terrible FFFC stuff is going on in here
I'm so sorry for you Elsa
and Nita:(
and Penny('s dad)
I confess I have been drinking N's fruitables juice boxes because we need a new water filter so our water is gross and I don't want to go to the store to get one.
I liked Rous confession....it made me LOL
I always use that fantasy when I'm with DH and I like it. I want to possibly look into indulging into that fantasy.
I find that much better than my bff's item 17 on her bucket list, to do acid.
I had a dream last night that I was painting Kourtney Kardashian's car
I lost track of time, and was late for work. I got to work and it was dark out, which is normal, when I got inside work I was in utter panic because It was night time not morning.
WTH? Can someone interpret that?
I've never done acid, but I did trip balls on mescaline. That was a long 12 hours. Or was it? I'm not sure, but it was crazy. No more hallucinogenic drugs for me, thank you.
Me too kinda...
My confession is that I wish I had done that before settling down. It is a fantasy of mine even though I'm very happy in my marriage...just an experience I kind of wish I'd had!
1) Carson ROCKED his football and fire engine babylegs when he was learning to crawl last summer.
2) I am starting to like that Double D Divas reality show about women in the bra business. I watched the one about the lady with the super, duper huge boobs, but I didn't watch the ending because I fell asleep.
3) I think that it's sad when some people on here seem to 'bully' others here. I'm all for disagreeing, but not when it seems like everyone is jumping on someone. It just seems like bullying to me. I dunno, maybe I'm wrong. It's just how I feel.
All of this!
I agree with this too. I really do like to discuss thing and hear everyone's opinions but I am not thrilled when it gets really nasty. I am not thrilled in the entertainment value it brings to some as well. I know my post last night might start a riot but I didn't want it to and was hoping that it didn't turn out that way. I was actually quite pleased with the discussion and everyone's thoughts about the topic.
Holy hell, that just looks ridiculously uncomfortable.
BFP #1: July 12, 2010 Natural M/C: July 26, 2010
BFP #2: January 30 ,2011 Born: September 29, 2011
BFP #3: January 5, 2013 Born: August 25, 2013
I also agree
I know, right? She pulled her wallet out from under one of her boobies! A full size one that fits a checkbook!! Those must KILL, I wonder why she doesn't get a reduction? She is a prime candidate for one, provided that she has insurance. Hell, if I was a surgeon, I'd offer to do it pro bono.
(Whenever I think of pro bono, it makes me think of pro boner.)