When you was in trouble as a kid , what was your punishment ?

When I was a kid, the stuff we did would give the helicopter parents of today a massive coronary. It seems a miracle we survived. When I tell the stories to younger parents today, they don't even believe it, they are aghast. But it's all true. I have hours of it, I could almost write a book. No wonder we got punished, we kept our parents on a constant diet of booze and valium, lol.
 

I am so sorry that so many of you were horribly abused. It’s sickening. I would get a lecture and as a teenager grounded. My older sister was always challenging my parents and misbehaving so lots of punishment occurred. My brother and I witnessed that and didn’t want any part of it.
I can remember getting so mad at my middle son because he was challenging that I locked myself in the bathroom until I was calmer.

Once my youngest son was 16 and got mad when I told him to do something that he called me a f***ing bitch and I immediately reacted without thinking by slapping him across the face. I immediately went for a fast 2 hour walk to calm down and of course felt bad. Later I told him in the future to think it and not say it. He’s 42 and we are very close. We laugh about it now. Parenting can be very difficult.
 
A bit like Hollydolly, I got beaten with anything that came to hand. My mother especially was always keen to think the worst of me and would believe any lie told to her. It was always about her - "What would people think of HER if I did anything wrong ?" My father would hit me, but on rare occasions would listen to my side of the story.

In later life I came to realise that my mother was very insecure and perhaps thought that life had dealt her a bad hand. Shortly before she died, she asked me if she had done anything wrong. I said 'no'. That was one of the biggest lies I ever told.
 
My mother preferred psychological abuse and manipulation. I was never beaten, but given the silent treatment by my mother who would withdraw completely from me emotionally, and refuse to talk to or interact with me for hours or at times days on end. I became a non-person, a ghost who wasn’t there. I can remember times of waiting eagerly for my father to come home from work so that someone would talk to me and acknowledge my existence…
 
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