My parents are the largest problem. See, we adopted 4 kids three years ago, ranging from a few months-8 years old. I don't know why my parents did this, but they can't handle it. I guess they thought they could. The largest problem is that they're simply too old for young kids. I know this sounds mean, but you simply can't keep up with 3-11 year olds when you're 50 and 59 respectively.
I still love them, but I don't want to be near them. My mother (the 50 year old), is going through her mid-life crisis. If she's home she's grumpy, or is on her Iphone, either listening to music as loud as she can or on facebook chatting with people she knew in highschool. She's not home very much any more, though. When she's not at work she's over at the neighbors house drinking a beer or two, or she's gone to go ride her horse for a couple hours. It's almost better when she isn't home, since she's so grumpy and yells a lot when she is home. (I don't like yelling...)
My father (the 59 year old), is a little better. He already accepted the fact that he's old, so no mid-life crisis there, thank god. Still, my mom effects him a lot, and so when she's grumpy he's grumpy. He always apologizes eventually afterward, but he yells a lot too, even when you're simply trying to do as he told you to. Plus, he's on dialysis because his kidneys are bad, which makes him even grumpier. If he's not at work or dialysis, he's home, and isn't always grumpy, so it's better than my mom, but he's still grumpy a lot. At least he's never home but glued to his phone, though.
Of course, this leaves my little siblings that were adopted. I love them. But I'm only 17 years old. I shouldn't have to raise 4 children. I try my best, but I have school, and a job, and I need some time to be selfish. I am a teenager, after all. I worry about them, sometimes. Kids need the love and attention of their parents, and they're just not getting that from my mom... and my dad can only handle so much of four little kids before they tire him out. He's old and sick (he's had a heart bypass, a liver transplant, and needs a new kidney). Plus, the older two have stealing problems (they came from a bad background), and whenever they steal something my mother starts shouting, calling them Pathological sickos and stuff. I just don't think that's good for their development. Calling them names and swearing at them isn't good for an 11 year old and a 7 year old. Even if it is true (which I don't really think it is), saying it to their face isn't good.
I'm going to college in a year or two (many states away, hopefully....), so I will get away soon, but that just causes worries of its own. What will happen to my little siblings when I leave? Who will love them like little kids need to be loved? Who will watch them outside when they need to get out of the house? Who will drive them to school every day? Ughhh....
(Dang! This came out really long. I didn't realize I needed to vent so much.)
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vent some more i would say.. thats why i put this topic up^^ to vent myself
