I was born in 1977.My mom(she was 19) was knocked out when I was born,she doesn't remember much.She was given a shot to "dry up her milk" and had breast cancer at the age of 46,I'm wondering if that had something to do with it.The hospital didn't even give her the option to breast feed, this was just done!When I was about a week old,my mom switched me to whole milk,because she said formula wasn't enough for me,I was drinking more than 8 ounces! Umm,I know now formula has more calories than milk,plus other nutrients that a baby needs.I'm sure that contributed to my weight and other health issues!
From the time I was about a year old,I would ask my dad if I could play with the seeds from his pot lol! He gave them to me of course! I would go in the desk in his room and take the empty film canisters he used to store the pot and smell them.I still love the smell of weed lol.It just reminds me of home,being a kid. I think it should be legal,not for kids of course,but regulated like alcohol(which I've seen destroy so many lives,I've never seen weed do that,but anyway).
I used to walk to school from 1st grade on,most of the time I would come home to an empty apartment because both of my parents were at work.I roamed the neighborhood alone from then on,I would go everywhere.I was attacked by other kids, chased by someone through the small area of woods behind my house, the boy upstairs used to hurt me,he held me at knife point in his room,hit me across the back with a bike chain,a car tried to run my friend and I over,so much happened but I did have so much fun! We found a way under the sidewalk at my friend's house,used to hold secret meetings there lol. We found a hidden room in the attic of my apartment house,it was very creepy lol. I could never imagine my kids doing this stuff,even now that they both have cell phones!I do wish they could have experienced the great times I had though.
My mom used to hit me with a wooden spoon,omg did that hurt! She would slap me across the face all the time,my mouth would bleed a lot.I had my mouth washed out with soap.She liked to pull my hair quite a bit. My dad still has that spoon,I don't even want to look at it,I really don't think he knew about the things my mom did to me,he was working a lot.She had a lot of issues,and wonders why I preferred to live with my dad when they separated when I was 15!I will never hit my kids.I had a lot of issues in school starting in 7th grade,and all my mom would do was hit and scream at me,never bothered to really find out what was going on.She did bring me to a psychiatrist,who put me and my dad on meds,my mom made herself out to be a perfect mother and wife in front of the dr.She also put me in a group home,and 2 hospitals.My dad would have taken me out,but she wouldn't let him.My teenage years sucked lol.
I moved out right after my 18th birthday,into my own apartment.Those were some of the best years of my life!
My ex had so many things happen to him as a kid.He was beat with hot wheels tracks,spoons,anything his mom would grab.He had hot sauce poured in his mouth,his father would beat him,his step mother even locked him in a doghouse! He would take off for weeks and no one cared,he was living in the woods at 15.His step father made him drink a 6 pack of beer because he stole a sip of one,at 6 years old!! He was forced to smoke pack after pack of cigarettes until he puked,after he was caught smoking,I think he said he was about 9.His father told him when he turned 18,good now I don't have to pay child support or bother with him anymore.And they wonder why he's a homeless alcoholic smoker now.He has never layed a hand on our kids,but he doesn't pay child support and he's hurt them emotionally many times. :( It's just so sad,he can be a great person when he's sober.