im a 19 year old girl, soon 20 years old and live with my family. I have one older sister one older brother and a little brother. My problem is my family are strict especially my father. My parents are from the middle east. I am not allowed to go out late nor am I allowed to come home late. I am not allowed to wear certain clothes and not allowed to wear tank tops at home or shorts even if its summer. I am not allowed to do anything I want to do and I feel controlled and like in a prison. I need their permission for everything. I understand they are my parents and I have to respect them which I do. But Im feeling trapped and miserable. Everytime I bring this subject around they get defensive or start calling me names. I told them I want to move out and they said "So you can be wild and do everything you want?". I got very upset when they said that because they are treating me like im a bad girl or person. I study at college and work a part time job. I just want to be a normal girl. My father doesnt let me move out because he wont know what im up to etc. What should I do? I'm so fed up. Im starting to think its better to just give up and stop being a rebel and just listen to everything and be controlled the rest of my life.  

I'm a 22 yr old female and my mom is constantly trying to force me to wear short shorts and tank tops or blouses which is the complete opposite of what I like. I like jeans and tee shirts or flannels, things my mom call "tomboy". I feel uncomfortable and not myself in the clothes my mom picks. My mom always goes on about how I look like "a sweet little lady" when I wear the clothes she picks. I have always liked "tomboy" clothes and she's always been trying to change me. I want to know why? And how to get them to stop. 

My child father move across country because I didn't want to be with him anymore, I file for child support (Feb2020) but with everything going on I haven't hear back. I want to change my son last name to mine and get full custody, me and my son live in Illinois, his father live in Cali, will I be granted full custody because of him abandoning his son and moving to Cali. And any advice on name change, will I have to get full custody first? 

I have a sister who is 19 and still lives at home. I think our stepdad wants to do the nasty with her because he stares at her jutt a lot and toiches her weirdly when mom is not around. 

About five years ago, my father walked out on my mom for another woman. It was a horrible ordeal. I felt terrible for my mom because she had believed that her marriage was happy until that point. After this happened, my mom completely changed. She began to treat my siblings and I like we were her friends more than her children. My brother was 14, I was 16, and my sister was 20. Mom would go into great detail for hours with my siblings and I about her marriage and what might have gone wrong. There was no filter. She would read us the emails exchanged between my dad and his mistress which were devastating and gross to hear because he was often engaged in a sexual conversation. This lack of filter and discussion of my dad continued all throughout the rest of my time in high school and is still going on today, well after the fact that she and my dad are divorced. My mom doesn't have friends and doesn't want to have any for that matter (when I try to bring it up she screams at me) and calls my siblings and I to talk about my dad all of the time. I feel sorry for her and what happened but I feel after nearly five years, she needs to move on with her life. Also, I'm still angry at her for taking away my high school years by forcing my siblings and I to become enveloped in her marital issues with my dad. It changed my relationship with both of them and I don't see them as respectable parents because there were never any boundaries. Was my mom wrong for doing this to us? 

They are 36 and 39 and I am 16. We have our own sauna and use it every week. My mom and dad are always completely naked and I used to be so too but I have started wearing bathing shorts now.

I usually stand by our front door and my husband gives me a kiss as he leaves for work. This morning my mom was standing there with me as my husband was going to work. He gave me a kiss and mom said laughingly "My turn next" so my husband gave her a kiss on the cheek also. I was slightly embarrassed, Mom was surprised and though it was the funniest thing ever. Should I be mad at Mom, my husband, both of them or nobody? Wives, please give me your opinion.

I'm going to start this off by saying my family has a problem, and it's uncomfortable. Ever since I was young my mother would always bring up her father's and brothers penis size. She would always say stuff like "they have small penises that's why they act the way they do." It was all fun and games when I was a kid, but growing up hearing those type of comments endlessly, I realized this is weird. Mind you, my mother wasn't the only one to make comments like that about her family, my stepdad always make comments like that about my fam too. To make stuff weirder, almost every time I walk by my parents are staring at my penis, even while talking to me. Even my grandmother does it too, like a lot. So anyways one day I woke up in revealing shorts to use the restroom at like 1 am and my mother was cleaning my bathroom. (Weird) I didn't expect anybody to be there so I opened my door and voila my mother turns her head and stares at my penis. Well I'm flaccid at this point and admittedly somewhat small when flaccid, as are most men. And the next day I overhear laughing in this obnoxious tone and my mother telling my stepfather that I have a small penis. When I heard this I wanted to bust in the room and tell them how sick they are, but I didn't. Anyways this penis talking and staring is all a recurring issue that still goes on where they talk about their families penises and stare at mine nearly every time I walk by. I'm sick of this filthy ****, how do I confront this situation?

My Dad is a bad man

My teenage son has a very strong sense of justice and has been getting into fights with people over perceived wrongdoings. Like he keeps getting into fights with this one guy who I can only describe as a very mentally disturbed cocaine addict who wanders around town. If he sees this man he immediately runs in to fight him, even though this guy looks practically anorexic, is constantly fidgeting and talking to himself, and obviously can't do much to fight back. Sometimes in the middle of their fights he even throws cocaine at him in an effort to get away. One time he chased after an old man and beat him up thinking that he was going to attack his friends, even though he was just walking home from the grocery store. Then there was that time he beat this gangster/human trafficker senseless, because the guy shot and hurt his friend a few weeks before that, and while he did end up saving a little girl and ended up helping the cops catch up with and arrest the guy, he could've gotten himself killed in the process. Somehow, he tends to injure himself most at school, rather than during these fights. The only times I saw him get seriously beat up in an actual fight were the times he's fought his best friend and the time he attacked a really big guy in the park who was a lot stronger than him. I'm so worried about him!

Im 16 and my mom gets mad because I smoke weed, when she smokes a pack a day. When I ask her about it she says "none of your business its my body". My dad is a flat earther. I got in a verbal fight with him because I signed out of a private school he wanted me to go to. He says "The devil wants you to go to a public school". I dont even think im related. My dad has green eyes and my mom has brown eyes. I dont even think im related to my dad. Both my parents have strait blond hair. Im a few shades darker than both my parents and hair is black and curly. It just so happens my dads best friend since high school is puerto rican with curly black hair. If im smarter and more wise than my parents, why shoukd I listen to dumb orders.

I have been with someone for 10 years. I have a two year old son with him. Since I found out I was pregnant, he regretted it. After the baby was born he never helped me..never stayed awake late, never cleaned but expected me to have a clean apartment warm food and not to be a b. I kept up but he always doubts me. Today is my birthday and while eating at Denny's he decided it was a good time to tell me why I didn't tell him I dropped off my son to go to Walmart. I dropped him off so he wasn't exposed and because it's easier to shop without a toddler. When we got home he said he knows I am a whore. I said I had to go return something at Walmart and he asked me you're going like that? I had a v neck jeans and sandals. I felt angry like I always do..10 years of accusing me. He went to work and texted me to get my stuff out of the apartment which I pay half the rent for. He said to go get my sh**t before he threw it out. I did go and found him throwing my stuff so I called the cops. They told him to leave and he did. I've packed my stuff. But i dont have a great place to go because my brother lives at my parents house and he works during the night and sleeps during the day. My toddler is loud. My parents say to think about things. Why do I have to deal with more years of accused of being something I am not? He also watches porn every day, and he's also a nasty cheater . I will move out on my own with my son and dog but for now out of nowhere it's hard to process everything.  He also says I'm toxic and a b all the time. He says I make him be sick. I cook clean work babysit and everything else! He works eats and sleep plus play video games. 

I'm 24 and recently got into a wonderful relationship. My bf and I see each other essentially everyday and I sleepover his house most of the week. I'm in college, work, and go to the gym, I'm not reckless or disrespectful . Recently my mom thinks I'm resenting her bc I'm never really home anymore. I'm usually always working or at school but now that I'm in a more serious relationship, my free time is with my boyfriend or me time. My mom picks petty arguments over text accusing me of lying to her, going behind her back, "plotting" to move out. She has made several rules making it dreadful to even stop by my own house. No cooking last certain times, getting angry if I leave a crumb, mad if I enter the house too late (I work 12 hour shifts in the hospital)  so I come home to shower and change and maybe get a meal if my parents don't complain.) I keep telling her I don't hate her and she accuses me of changing,being different... she has become hyper religious tries guilting next about sleeping over my bf house telling me she would never allow it under her roof hence, why he doesn't sleepover. Advice? 

One thing I enjoy is reading about various random things. Mostly history and geography. My dad says I'm wasting my time and doesn't understand why I like reading about random things. He questions it and criticizes me for it. I just like learning about things. I try to be in a constant state of learning because I enjoy it. But he doesn't get it.

I'm 16F and currently share a small room (for emphasis, it could be a tight fit for just one adult and their belongings) with a 10 y/o brother and 3 y/o sister. We sleep in a bunk bed with a pull-out trundle. My brother has top, I have bottom, and my sister sleeps in the trundle.  My bed is really the only space that I can call my own. And even then, my brother loves to throw his stuff onto it and my sister is constantly crawling into it. It irritates me because it makes me feel like that space is no longer mine.  We have a closet that takes up an entire wall but its divided into two sections. I have one side but even then, it's incredibly tight for space. I don't even have that much stuff. I'm constantly having to go through my stuff to try and make more space. What's worse is that my brother is always putting his things into my space, making it smaller.  My sister's toys are always spilling out of the closet and taking up nearly half the room. With her's and my brother's things combined, I'm constantly having to pick up after them because neither of them will do it themselves. I've talked to my parents and they've told my brother to help out more but he never does no matter how many times they tell him to. I feel like I'm stuck, I don't know how to make this situation better for me. Don't get me wrong, I know I'm fortunate to have a roof over my head. But if anyone has any ideas to make sharing a small room with two tasmanian devils any easier, please please share. 

I have no family of my own and I have enough money to go move near the beach or some place like Wyoming or Montana to start an air bnb business but it would take like every cent I have.

I took my 7 year old daughter outside today and we were walking around the neighborhood on the side walk. She saw this guy in his early 20's behind us. Even though we were moving slow, he didn't seem to stop or pause. He kept walking at the same speed which was slightly faster than us, so we stepped out of the way onto the grass. He passed us by waving and said, "Hey, wassup," but he didn't make eye contact and he kept on walking away. My daughter was worried he was following us, but I just told her he was walking. Right now, I'm paranoid. Do I have a right as a father to be this anxious? 

When I was a kid, my parents had A LOT of friends and relatives that we would visit very frequently. My grandparents would always love to get together. My mom's siblings were also frequent visitors. My dad's siblings were the same. My mom also had a friend we would visit every few months. Same with my dad. Life was full of friends and relatives back in the day. It was great! Fast forward now when I'm in my mid 30s. All my grandparents are dead. My mom's siblings either moved away and the others just stopped keeping in touch ever since my grandparents died. My dad's siblings just stopped keeping in touch ever since my grandparents died. My mom's friend just stopped keeping in touch for some reason. My dad's friend moved away, he kept in touch for a little while and just stopped completely. So what used to be a great deal amount of friends and relatives to visit occasionally has now turned to ZERO. And I'm not even that old yet and I lost my entire family. How did this happen to me?

When you throw someone is it the same as carrying them? Do you have to be stronger to throw someone than picking them up and carrying them? like when I was 11 my mom got so mad at me she threw me on the bed I was standing still right by a bed and she grabbed my arm and I lifted off my feet and landed on the bed on my side.

My 28 yr. old daughter keeps telling me to "do the work" in our relationship. She says that I need to change my ways of being and how I approach life. I tend to get anxious and am fearful of her and things. I also avoid and run and hide when things get overwelming. What do I do now to do the work? She keeps telling me to and gets physically violent with me if I do any of the things above. She does not have a job and cannot move out.

I'm from a old-school southern family and they have this mindset that children must have blind obedience towards their elders. I can understand respecting them but sometimes I feel as if they are straight out bullying me. They constantly belittle my feelings (tell me I'm not allowed to feel a certain way), gang up on me, and tells me I'll never amount to anything. Whenever I try and defend myself in any respectful manner I'm threatened because I was "disrespectful"  One time my grandmother was speaking so loudly at me spit flew out of her mouth and landed straight on my face. When she asked me what was wrong I told her she spat on me. She knows I hate bodily fluids in every way that is not my own but she was angry with what I said and proceeded to purposely spit a gobble of spit onto me again. I was so infuriated, I blacked out and at that moment I spat on her back. This obviously resulted in me being backhanded but I felt proud of myself for sticking up for myself in that moment. In the end I was yelled at and my proud thoughts turned to shame. Am I in the wrong?

For example, I'm a music major in my last year of college, and my mom has only been to 2 of my performances out of the 12+ years that I've been in band. When I talked to her about it, she said that she was "too old" or just simply didn't want to go. However, she'll do anything to go to a church function or bible study. She'll literally go to church everyday if she could, but she can't go to my performances? I'm not hurt by her lack of support anymore, I just wonder why she never wanted to support me. Any ideas as to why some parents are like this? *She's a single parent

Im 23 years old with no degree working two fast jobs i work under my uncle wife full time get tip money at work  i call my college and they told my education is free my grandparents left me over 10,000 dollars. I messed my scholarship money up when was 18 and dropped out but college  is free still but im miserable 

The guy she loves, a runaway with a sad past, who never talks too much but has a heart of gold and takes care of her, is about to die due to an illness, she is alone with him at night, he feels cold and desperate, shivers, she puts her head on his chest and starts to cry and she's helpless and begs him not to leave her that she cannot live without him, cries ans sobs and feels like fainting due to the anguish