How do you rate your relationship with your parents? (1 Viewer)
- Thread starter Azzurri7
- Start date
I must say, I voted that i get on better with my mum but i think that's because we have always gotten on quite well and never really argued. I'm 27 now and don't live at home anymore and get on great with my dad now but we certainly clashed while I was growing up. I think it's because we're both quite similar and stubborn. Hence the reason why i never took over the family business on the farm and moved into government work instead.
Although i was never required to pay board this is extremely common practice in Australia too. Most of my friends are from an Italian background and have never had to pay board but a lot of our friends that come from an Australian background were required to pay. I don't know if I would do it if i had kids but i do understand the benefits and why it is done.
Although i was never required to pay board this is extremely common practice in Australia too. Most of my friends are from an Italian background and have never had to pay board but a lot of our friends that come from an Australian background were required to pay. I don't know if I would do it if i had kids but i do understand the benefits and why it is done.
Everyone, when able, should help their parents financially...even if they don't need it. It's a way to learn responsibility I guess. But getting charged for it like you're a tenant or something just seems wrong. The way my parents raised me I knew that one day I'd have to help around the house, they never had to say it or demand it.
Here’s my story. I only have one older brother. My father passed away in 2006; it is and will remain the saddest time of my life. I had a perfect relationship with him. He always treated me as a friend not as a son. We had a lot of similarities, looks, character and everything. I have a big family and they all loved him and treated him as if he was the family’s king, including his older brother. He used to solve all disputes between family members and had the best relationships with everyone. It was crazy after he passed away, family members, people worked with him and even people who don’t know him, speak highly of how a special person he was. I can’t even describe how much I love my father. I wish I could be 0.01% the man he was someday. About my mother, she’s the kindest woman ever. Since she gave birth to my brother, she became a housewife. Always there and she always manages to help me regardless of the situation. I don’t know what else to say, but what I wrote is not enough for those two amazing people.
I have a perfect relationship with my parents. I don't think i ever had a major argument with them. Me and my dad are really close; we talk about football, politics, and other worldly affairs. I love being around him as i feel he is a true intellectual and being around him, you just learn a lot. Other than being a professor, he was also a poet in his youth. Talking with him is always a joy. My only complaint is that, him being a professor, he wants me to follow the same path. He's never content with my grades and he's so insistent on me getting a phd. I don't know when he'll accept the fact that i am not following in his footsteps and academia is the last career i would consider 
My relationship with my parents isn't anywhere near what i'd like it to be but it's functional. My parents were the type that got married way too young, had too many regrets & think they're single. My mom is emotionally retarded but it stems from a shitty childhood. My dad is great with everything except talking about feelings & relationships. My dad is a real man's man, never cries, never backs down, never shows his true feelings & thinks real old school.
My dad is a typical sunday christian, does whatever during the week & is holier than thou on sunday, my mom is a staunch born again christian, so she always gets her church on. That being said, i was extremely sheltered but damn curious & the fact that i was constantly told not to do certain things made the forbidden fruit even more enticing. I got into a lot of trouble but i was smart about how i went about catching up to shit. I always had a backup plan, still do & i always had a plausible excuse/ still do, when the shit hits the fan.
I've always kept my social life totally separate to my family life, my mom wouldn't approve of the shit i get up to. I think my dad would high five me & then reprimand me. I remember how my mom found my porn stash once. I remember coming home to my mom screaming & shouting as usual, as i got to the door my dad looked at me told me he wasn't gonna take the fall for my porn stash. Needless to say i got a major lecture from my mom, she told me i needed to repent & ask the lord for forgiveness.
All in all, i'm not rude or disrespectful to my parents, never was. I hardly gave them grief because i've always managed to contain the disasters before they reached home. I always helped around the house when i lived there & i still do. My parents are proud of me & how far i've come especially considering the old neighbourhood i lived in. The relationships that matter the most to me are with my younger siblings & that is the best i could ask for.
My dad is a typical sunday christian, does whatever during the week & is holier than thou on sunday, my mom is a staunch born again christian, so she always gets her church on. That being said, i was extremely sheltered but damn curious & the fact that i was constantly told not to do certain things made the forbidden fruit even more enticing. I got into a lot of trouble but i was smart about how i went about catching up to shit. I always had a backup plan, still do & i always had a plausible excuse/ still do, when the shit hits the fan.
I've always kept my social life totally separate to my family life, my mom wouldn't approve of the shit i get up to. I think my dad would high five me & then reprimand me. I remember how my mom found my porn stash once. I remember coming home to my mom screaming & shouting as usual, as i got to the door my dad looked at me told me he wasn't gonna take the fall for my porn stash.
Needless to say i got a major lecture from my mom, she told me i needed to repent & ask the lord for forgiveness.All in all, i'm not rude or disrespectful to my parents, never was. I hardly gave them grief because i've always managed to contain the disasters before they reached home. I always helped around the house when i lived there & i still do. My parents are proud of me & how far i've come especially considering the old neighbourhood i lived in. The relationships that matter the most to me are with my younger siblings & that is the best i could ask for.
I get on well with my parents. There has been ups and downs over the years for sure - especially around my teeneage years/early 20s when all I wanted to do was go out, get pissed with the boys and chase girls ...they obviously thought working hard, getting a good job , staying sober and living well was more important - but there was never a time or a moment which made us hate each other or grow apart.
My mum is my favourite person in the world, I can tell her anything, I joke with her, and get along with her really wel, she is my number one woman! She is a loud, talkative, chatty woman who loves all of her sons to death and I get a lot of my personality traits from her.
I get along with my old man pretty well too. He's a real tough, old school guy and when I was young I was quite intimidated by him, especially when he raised his voice at me or got angry with me, shitting bricks all right!!! Nowadays we like to talk about football (especially Juve he was the man who made me support this team), politics, life, work and religion. I would never really talk about my personal life/girls with my Dad though, I dunno its just something I prefer not to speak with him about, and I think he prefers it that way too.
I still live at home with my parents, as financially it is much safer and secure for me to do so. I'm in a relationship with a beautiful girl at the moment so when I propose to her one day, I can see myself moving out and buying a place with her and leaving the "nest".
I have nothing but love and admiration for my folks, theyve raised me and my two brothers well, gave us everything we wanted, taught us some valueable life sessons and tried to make us live a much more comfortable life than they ever had. For that I will be forever thankful.
...they obviously thought working hard, getting a good job , staying sober and living well was more important - but there was never a time or a moment which made us hate each other or grow apart.My mum is my favourite person in the world, I can tell her anything, I joke with her, and get along with her really wel, she is my number one woman! She is a loud, talkative, chatty woman who loves all of her sons to death and I get a lot of my personality traits from her.
I get along with my old man pretty well too. He's a real tough, old school guy and when I was young I was quite intimidated by him, especially when he raised his voice at me or got angry with me, shitting bricks all right!!! Nowadays we like to talk about football (especially Juve he was the man who made me support this team), politics, life, work and religion. I would never really talk about my personal life/girls with my Dad though, I dunno its just something I prefer not to speak with him about, and I think he prefers it that way too.
I still live at home with my parents, as financially it is much safer and secure for me to do so. I'm in a relationship with a beautiful girl at the moment so when I propose to her one day, I can see myself moving out and buying a place with her and leaving the "nest".
I have nothing but love and admiration for my folks, theyve raised me and my two brothers well, gave us everything we wanted, taught us some valueable life sessons and tried to make us live a much more comfortable life than they ever had. For that I will be forever thankful.
Bah that sucks:frown:
I didn't understand it when my father said she died. That came months later that there was a part that will never come back. But it's different when it happens from one moment to the other I guess.
Yeah dunno, I remember going to school after my mother died and the teacher called me to her and asked me if I was ok and that it would be alright if I stayed away from school for some time. And I was like: what the hell? Why should I not go to school.
I didn't understand it when my father said she died. That came months later that there was a part that will never come back. But it's different when it happens from one moment to the other I guess.
Yeah dunno, I remember going to school after my mother died and the teacher called me to her and asked me if I was ok and that it would be alright if I stayed away from school for some time. And I was like: what the hell? Why should I not go to school.