When I told my parents I wouldn’t be giving them money, they called me ungrateful. My mom said, “We struggled so you could have a better life.” But the truth is, I never had a better life growing up. I spent most of my childhood worrying about bills, food, and whether the lights would stay on.
Now that I finally make decent money, I’m choosing to protect my savings and not fix the damage their choices caused.
Hi, thank you for reading my story! Please let me know if I’m in the wrong here because it has been bothering me.
My parents were already poor and still when they chose to bring two children into the world. They always said we were “just going through a rough patch” and things will get better. That “rough patch” lasted my entire childhood.
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We lived in humiliating poverty. Birthdays were just simple meals at home, no gifts, no parties, just a hug and maybe a handmade card.