No, not the '80s coming of age film.
Contemplating my childhood recently, I remembered how commonplace it was for my parents to tell me porkies.
My mother managed to hide the fact that she smoked from me (well, everyone actually) for in excess of 20 years.
I returned home one day to find our dog, Duke, gone. I was told that he'd gone to a "rest home for dogs" and that I'd be able to go and see him one weekend. I remember pestering for months, but it never happened.
Years later I found out that Duke had died- and I'd been playing on top of his grave ever since. They're just the tip of the iceberg.
What effect do you think it has if parents lie to their kids? Poor Missy has been left using imaginary words! :shock:
Did yours lie to you? Did it affect the level of trust you have in others?
Fortunately for me, it only made me mistrust my mother. She's a prolific lier. However, when she's lying, she starts to yawn- so it's pretty apparant :lol2:
When I started typing- I had a clear idea of where I was going with it. Now, I don't have a clue.
So I'll shut up, and leave you to it! :thumbup:
sometimes with kids it has to be on a need to know basis. parents have to decide. even santa is a comes later,the timing depends on the parents ability to judge the maturity of their kids
During the split from my ex-missus my ex made up all sorts of lies about me to the kids to explain that she was fucking another guy. As a result my eldest took those lies to another level when she had a bust up with her mum and ended up getting kicked out on the street by my ex.
But to cut a long story short now that both the kids are older, without my help incidentally, they've now started to see the truth for themselves and as a result my ex is reaping the benefits in the form of her now having extremely strained relations with the kids and her boyfriend is pretty much persona non grata to them.
On the brighter side though for years I successfully teased the kids with a harmless lie about how the kebab meat on the spit is actually an elephant's leg :twisted:
My 4 year old believes when the ice cream van plays a tune its run out of ice cream... :giggle:
I guess I was really lucky with my mum, we were always really close, and she told me a couple of white lies.. re ice cream again!! but she always apart from the ice cream told me the truth.
When my dad went off with another woman, I was old enough to understand what was happening, and saw more than my father realised. My mum never stopped us from seeing him, and let me, my brother and sister make up our own minds about him.. Never slagged him off at all.
She died suddenly of a heart attack ten years ago, and I still miss her now x
I would give anything to have her back - but I am glad I told her that I loved her the night before she passed.. even if we fell out -usually over something daft.. I always phoned or saw her and told her I loved her..
Hugs to all those that are going through rough times
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Re alcoholics.. my late hubby was one, and it is a difficult situation.. my prayers and hugs go out to you x