What is it with over-protective parents??
I’m a girl.
And I have a dad.
That says allot right there.
Well, to some people.
You see, I’m 16 years old and I still have to ask to go to a friend’s place a couple days in advance.
I’m not allowed to go to a movie or the mall with my friends without an adult there.
I’m not supposed to have my phone past 8pm because “it’s not appropriate to talk to people later than that”.
I’m not allowed to wear tops that are below the bottom of where my necklace hangs, that are too thin, or are too tight; and I can’t wear shorts that are shorter than my fingertips when I put my hands down to my sides. It’s like a military dress code for heaven’s sakes. I mean, yeah I can understand my dad not wanting me to wear some of the clothes that some people wear these days but not have that many rules about it. Like what else do they sell these days? He also doesn’t like skinny jeans and the jeans that are pre-ripped or leggings/jeggings. It drives me nuts.
He doesn’t want me to have sleepovers and I can’t hang out with guys.
If I’m going to a friends place, which is a rare thing I’m allowed to do, there can’t be any guys there who are not related to that friend and I can’t even invite guys to a birthday party if I had one.
That’s why I didn’t have a sweet sixteen.
Couldn’t invite guys.
Like yeah, I get some of the rules he gives, but allot of these things are way over the top and my friends agree.
How am I supposed to express myself as a person with all these rules with my clothes?? Like really.
Also, I’m not allowed to date. Can’t till I’m 18.
Which is stupid.
In my opinion, parents shouldn’t be allowed to stop you from experiencing relationships. I mean, I date anyways but when I do, I can’t spend anytime with that guy other than school or whatever, because I’m not allowed out or allowed to hang out with guys, so the relationships don’t last very long. Also, that’s literally the only reason why me and the guy I like aren’t dating. Because we wouldn’t be able to spend any time together and we already barely see each other at school as it is.
I just wish my dad would trust me some more. I’ve never really done anything (that he knows about) to lose his trust.
He’s always assuming that I’m gonna try something behind his back if he lets me go to the mall with my friends. “I don’t know who else you’re planning to meet” he says. Ridiculous…. Like honestly. He just assumes I’m a trouble maker and rule breaker just because I’m a teenager. He should honestly know me better than that. Yeah he’s trying to protect me, but it’s too much.
All this protection is most likely just gonna make me more of a rebel when I’m on my own because I was never allowed to do certain things so once I get the chance to do them I’ll go overboard or something.
My mom doesn’t really care about all this stuff. She’s really laid back and I appreciate that. It’s because of her that I get to go to my friends place every once in a while and random stuff like that.
My dad’s protectiveness gets so bad sometimes that I just wish my parents were divorced and I was living with my mom. I mean kids with divorced parents would probably think I’m nuts, but it actually does get that bad for me.
It also adds stress to my life. No freedom is really hard on a girl who is extremely social. Cooped up at home with my dad always telling me I’m anti-social and lazy just because I stay in my room so I can have some time by myself rather than being nagged by him all the time is really shitty. I’m just saying…
And nagging me is another thing he does.
Being the oldest kid sucks monkey balls.
Everything’s your fault because you’re older and you should know better. Ahem, I’m pretty sure we’ve all grown up with the same rules, but I’m just the unfortunate one who’s lived longer. We’ve all known the same rules for 100% of our lives, so it’s still the same in that sense.
And I also have to be the babysitter. And my siblings think they don’t have to listen to me because I’m “not mommy” or “not the boss of [them]” and random things like that.
But anyways, I realize this post was a rant more than anything, but I’m sure there are people out there who are in the same situation -or close- as me, so I figured I’d write about it.
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