Hey Panda's, What Was One Thing You Hated About Your Childhood?

When my mom remarried, my older sister said we couldn't call our new stepdad "Dad". I should have told her to kiss my butt. He was and is the most amazing person and I know my life was so enhanced by his honesty, integrity, advice and strength as a role model and human being. So somewhere in all that it got awkward trying to turn it around to calling him Dad. When my son was born he called him Dop. So that's what I call him now and I feel like it's a good middle ground but there will never be a better Dad, and I just wish I had called him that from the beginning.

That my mom never but my in deul language studies, it would have been a useful tool

Yikes, this could get dark. The thing I hated about my childhood was not being listened to, and or protected. My stepfather (he's not anymore) was abusive. I told my teacher, nothing, or pretty close. Told my father, and he did nothing. He'd listen to me and tell me that it wasn't right, but he did nothing. That is (going off topic now) after my stepfather was sent to prison for arson, my father (delusional 'witch') told me that 'he did that'. He 'cast a spell to get him out of our lives'. Damn, 5 years he was in my life. That 'spell' took a long time to ferment. 🙄. Anyway, yeah, not being listened to or protected when I was asking for it desperately.

Sadly, my childhood.