‘Fun’ fact. My mother took the door off of my bedroom when I was a kid. Straight up had no door because how dare I have privacy. This being after she read my journal and found out I was gay. Lovely woman, her. Can’t die faster.
Parents like this don’t see their children as people with their own growing autonomy, but as appendages of themselves or things they made, and as their self-perceived owners that it is their right and duty to act like fickle and punishing gods. There’s nothing to be done to please or appease them, not that anyone should anyway. I’m sorry for anyone who has to grown up like this and hope you get to rebuild for yourself a peaceful life surrounded with trustworthy people.
Exactly. My bedroom was the living room couch and my mom made my little sister sleep with her in bed from ages 2-18 🫠
I slammed the door once as a teenager
No door for months as a teenager
Until a friends of mothers pointed out my room was on the main hallway. And I was a growing teenage girl. The friend was extremely creeped out
Guess who got the door back that night and got yelled at for embarrassing her!
The person who took the door in the first place!
I just straight up didn’t have a room. At first I even had to sleep in the same bed with my dad. Well, “bed”. Extendable sofa where you had to lay at a specific position to avoid the springs. And eventually just some cheap ass soft foam mattresses that I am sure weren’t meant to be directly put onto anything hard.
Though I finally got a bed when I was around 10. Still in the room with dad.
Mother had her own room.
I ended up spending most time on the toilet.
Thank god I was only in that position for a little while. Lived for 2 months in a two bed motel room with my sister, mother and her new BF. I heard so many ungodly noises of her whale flesh suctioning against the bathtub…
Glad I never dealt with this, I embraced nudity at a young age and always had my door closed. Still took till I was a teen to get my mom to knock first though.
When I started smoking weed I got in shit for waking her up going out back to blaze at night. Got told to smoke in my room with the window open and towel at the bottom of the door. My dad was still required to smoke outside, he was jelly.
That’s vile. I’m so sorry.
I had a door but that didn’t mean my mom couldn’t just walk in anytime
I bet you were so straight after that, right?
My dear mother did this too! We don’t speak.
My entire family: He’s probably wanking again.
Narrator: He was sleeping.
Lol I didn’t have a bedroom from age 12-18. My bed was the living room couch 🫠
I just jerked it with the door open. Not like anyone could see under the blanket. 🤷♂️
Well, to be honest it wasn’t your door. It was her’s/your father’s. It’s not illegal for her to take the door off. Now, I’d have reserved that move for if like I found drugs in your room or something that showed crime. But as long as you remain her responsibility, well… The illusion of ownership of any ‘thing’ in your life was that. And illusion.
You sound like the type of person to say to their kid “I clothe and feed you, therefore blank” as if clothing/feeding isn’t your literal bare minimum as a parent.
Privacy is conducive to the healthy mindset of someone who is growing. It demonstrates a lack of trust in your child, a gross invasion of basic privacy that is afforded to literally anyone else on the planet and treats the child like a commodity/pet moreso than an individual. Arguing ‘ownership’ over a door is just gross.
Property is a social construct. It’s just a way for all of us to make sense of living with each other.
The kid owned that door through a consensus, just as you own your things, even as an adult. If that was an illusion, so is all your property.
Point is, don’t be a dick.
Ok boomer
10 years later: “Why don’t my kids ever call or visit? It must be their fault, I will try yelling at them some more to solve this issue.”
or… here me out… trear your kids with a modicum of respect? they might turn out to be actual human beings when they grow up that way
