Ardsgaine
Active Member
Dang. I just thought my family was bad.
Mom stayed at home cooking, cleaning, babysitting, etc, until I was in my late teens. The house was always clean. Dinner was standard country cooking, featuring lots of beans and green veggies that were cooked down to pulp and seasoned with pork fat. I can't say she taught me any of those skills, though. I was a guy, and guys didn't do that stuff.
The dysfunctional part was my dad, who worked his ass off all day but then medicated himself with whiskey as soon as he got off work. Alcohol enhanced his worst qualities: anger, jealousy, pettiness, violence, etc. If he had lived somewhere else and simply mailed us the check, it could have been an idyllic childhood.
Mom probably should have left him, but her mom went through five different husbands and she didn't want to follow in her footsteps. I used to think she was being a doormat, but now I realize that she was just stubborn.
Mom stayed at home cooking, cleaning, babysitting, etc, until I was in my late teens. The house was always clean. Dinner was standard country cooking, featuring lots of beans and green veggies that were cooked down to pulp and seasoned with pork fat. I can't say she taught me any of those skills, though. I was a guy, and guys didn't do that stuff.
The dysfunctional part was my dad, who worked his ass off all day but then medicated himself with whiskey as soon as he got off work. Alcohol enhanced his worst qualities: anger, jealousy, pettiness, violence, etc. If he had lived somewhere else and simply mailed us the check, it could have been an idyllic childhood.
Mom probably should have left him, but her mom went through five different husbands and she didn't want to follow in her footsteps. I used to think she was being a doormat, but now I realize that she was just stubborn.