Wait, They Actually Shared These Insane Parenting Fails?!

Picture this: I stopped replying to her ages ago. Why? Because she treated me like a clueless kid or used me as her emotional pillow when I was just a toddler. Then she brought home this terrible boyfriend who landed in jail – and that was the last straw. I finally decided my sanity was worth more than back-and-forth visits. Now she’s blowing up my phone like it’s a party invitation. (P.S. I’m almost 17, so legal stuff still matters).

It’s been nine years since I lived with her. Childhood? Pure emotional rollercoaster with her ignoring that I’m Autistic/ADHD, and wondering why I’m not "normal." She asked how I could ever love her again. I said, 'No moving forward, no redemption.' Her answer? The ultimate facepalm. Spoiler: I’m still mourning the mom I never got.

Lost my long-term partner suddenly. Had to move back home. And what’s mom doing? Demanding I wear makeup the day after the funeral. Also, the ‘drug’ comment? That’s me taking my anxiety meds after a panic attack. Could she be any more tactless?

My girlfriend can’t walk after surgery, and we’ve got this important doctor’s visit for her cast ASAP. Mom insists I attend a funeral for someone I don’t know and ignores the urgent appointment. Also, she wouldn’t leave my girlfriend alone when she was in pain - cold much?

Mom flipped out big time back in November. I’ve kept my distance since, but she keeps texting. Brace yourself for some mind-boggling stuff. Honestly, I don’t even know where to start.

Mom’s toxic, I keep my distance, but get this: she took a package I had delivered and said it was for ‘safety.’ My doorbell camera caught her red-handed. I had to call her to get it back. Because adults, right?

So, I have this car that was supposed to be mine. Guess how often I get to drive it? Twice a week, tops. Her car’s been trashed since I got mine (and yes, I put hundreds into repairs). When she’s not using it, I’m basically carless. Family logistics at their finest.

Got a text from my brother but turned out it was mom using his phone. Haven’t talked to her in a week because she’s been going off with racist rants and threats. Guess what? Drama never sleeps.

I’m 20, out on my own for almost 3 years, grew up super religious and toxic on my mom’s side. Told her I’m not visiting her crazy family - including some serious creeps. Her reaction? Classic mom meltdown with zero respect for my comfort.

So Mom went full Facebook mode with this post, then told everyone she just 'doesn’t get it' and won’t raise my siblings around 'that stuff.' Spoiler: That stuff = me being me.

Mom crashed my place during flu and covid season, over 40 texts later, and insists she’s the ultimate martyr who has to ‘take care of everyone worldwide’ even though she can’t handle a bandaid. Autocorrect hilariously thinks it’s a banana. Yup.

Accidentally spilled her coffee in the car (whoops). She did get a bit mad, and yeah, it soaked in. I was like 14. Still, the reaction? Pretty extra even for a kid.

No joke here. She’s convinced aliens are hovering. Meanwhile, we have thousands of pics, news stories, and science stuff, but sure, aliens it is.

After a fight, parents kicked me out without social security, birth certificate, or shelter. I’m 19, legally adult but stuck with ridiculous rules. Contacting them is a circus. Police didn’t help because parents lied. Lucky me, some good humans gave me a temp roof, but it’s shaky. Meanwhile, they’re probably loving the drama.

So, my mom randomly texts demanding to see me because I’m pregnant. She acts like it’s her baby, not mine - total boundary nightmare. She’s got a problem with respect dating back to when I was a kid, and now she’s playing the victim card big time. My response? Silence. Her? Drama deluxe.

On a beach trip with Dad. Told him I’m getting sick. He basically ditched me in the hotel sick as a dog, while he hit the beach like it’s spring break. He even touched my forehead, saw the fever, called me dramatic, took all the keys, and I left my wallet at home. Adulting with Dad is a blast.

Okay, so I’m purple, and my aunt wanted me to bring her a sandwich from work. I told her my ride was 2 minutes away and there’s no way I could dash across the hospital to her. She expected me ther and back in 2 minutes flat! I’m done.

Mom popped up with a text meltdown while I’m nearly 6 months pregnant. Our relationship? Distant at best. She’s an alcoholic with narcissist vibes, loves starting fights then playing victim. Long story short: she’s blowing up again, playing the 'I’m so cold' game. I’m done.

My bio dad and stepmonster? Alcoholics and creepy kidnappers. Took me far from home and lied about my feelings. At nearly 30, I told them to lose my number after a 6 am rage call about my texts. Now? They stalk me online and hit me with bizarre texts every now and then. Phone’s on voicemail nonstop, but at least it’s entertaining.