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MY CHILD HATES ME

So your son or daughter will not speak to you.
 Let Them Go and let God.

 Stop being a prisoner in your own home. You pay for the kids, you love the kids,  and give them what you didn't have. what do you get in return? I hate you, your not my father or you're not my mother.

Kids who will not listen to parents need to go, Kids who will live under your roof and not even say good morning. (what in the world)  Parents stop crying move on with your life, sometimes you have to love children at a distance.

(This is not for children who are respectful) and if you have a parent who causes you strife, then you need to move on as well. what life can you have if you are always worried or crying? God forbid if you have a child you are afraid of. (some of us do)

 Being a parent is no easy task, nope! no book can prepare you for motherhood or fatherhood. some will lie even hold you, hostage, in this day they are killing you.

 are you the parent who locks your door maybe the fridge because your child literally steals food in the wee hours of the morning. Do you have kids that say when you die can I have your home?

they feel entitled to your money to your hard work to your life. Do your kids want you to buy them a car just because you're the parent?

what have they done to deserve a car? stop bailing them out of jail stop lying for them when they run away. be the parent, not the friend. if you don't want to follow my rules GET OUT  I have children and I have gone through some things but I stand firm on this:
 as I age I want peace and if your life isn't peaceful don't come to mine wreaking Havoc.


this is a note for parents, its hard being a parent especially if you are a parent that has been there everyday, and then have a child you have raised not speak or curse you out is insulting. Parents be strong give tough love and know that if you raised them right, and God is in their life they will be back
let's just up their not 50 still living with us..LOL

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