Most parents would give their entire world for the well-being of their children, but sadly, not every child gets to live in a loving home and experience affection, care, and love. Some are neglected and even abused by those who are supposed to provide for them and treat them as jewels.
Four people took to Reddit to tell their life stories and share how beside the injustice and the horrible treatment by their parents they still managed to stand on their feet and turn their lives around. As of their moms and dads, they got what they deserved at the end.
Read their stories below.
Father Needs Son’s Help after Bringing Him up in an Abusive Childhood
In 2019, an individual who identified as Asian turned to Reddit’s “AITA” forum to share a narrative. Recounting his upbringing, the man revealed that his father’s treatment during his childhood was marked by being frequently kicked out of his home.
The family’s financial struggles led them to reside in a subpar townhouse in an unfavorable part of town. Following the common stereotype associated with Asian fathers, the narrator’s dad exhibited extreme strictness regarding academic performance.
If the original poster (OP) received a grade below 70, was tardy to class, or failed to adhere to a curfew, his father’s response was consistent: eviction from the house. Despite his pleas and appeals, he would find himself relegated outdoors with only a sleeping bag, regardless of the weather conditions — rain or snow.
This pattern continued until the age of 16 when a friend extended the courtesy of allowing OP to stay overnight. Each time he was expelled, he would eventually return, apologize, and be permitted to re-enter the home, with him revealing: “[My father] kicked me out at 18 and I didn’t come back home.”
Instead, he opted to stay with a friend and engaged in consistent employment to finance his education. From that day onward, he stopped communicating with his father. Finally, at the age of 29, he found marital bliss with a child on the way.
OP’s mother passed away at the time—a poignant event that brought about a series of unexpected encounters. Amid the atmosphere of mourning and reflection, his father made an appearance at his son’s home, bearing the weight of past grievances. It appeared to be an attempt at reconciliation for the turbulent upbringing that had marked OP’s formative years.
Despite initial perceptions of genuineness, a lingering skepticism arose because OP’s dad had faced his own share of hardships. The closure of his convenience store seven years prior and the deterioration of his pension painted a complex backdrop to the situation.
In a moment that demanded honesty and clarity, the Redditor took the initiative to question his father’s motives for his visit. With a tone of desperation, his dad admitted his intentions—he sought a place to stay. OP, perhaps burdened by a mix of emotions from the past and the present, retreated momentarily into the house.
Upon returning, a sleeping bag was flung unceremoniously onto the lawn—an act loaded with the history of past rejections and a symbol of his dad’s actions. An essential facet of the narrative was inadvertently omitted in the initial retelling. Over time, the father had sought to make amends through sporadic financial offerings sent via mail.
These modest sums, accumulating to around $1500, remained tucked away in the recesses of OP’s closet, which he intended to return at his mother’s funeral reception. Upon the passing of his mother, his wife and friends reacted to his decision.
Bride Insists Her Bridesmaids Reimburse Her for Their Ceremony Dresses, but Swift Retribution Ensues
When my best friend Emily asked us to be her bridesmaids, we were excited for a day full of happiness and celebration. However, we didn’t expect the financial burden that would test our friendship and lead to an unforgettable moment.
In the bridal suite, excitement filled the air as Sarah helped me fix a stray piece of hair. The room smelled sweet like roses while Emily, glowing with excitement, moved from one bridesmaid to another, making sure everything was just right. Emily showed off her sparkling diamond-studded shoes, asking for my opinion. I assured her they looked stunning, and her sigh of relief was clear. She just wanted the day to be perfect.
Lisa chimed in, assuring Emily that everything was well planned and would go smoothly. Our spirits were high when Emily unveiled a lovely surprise for us, gorgeous bridesmaid dresses packed neatly in garment bags. As we unzipped them, we revealed beautiful pastels adorned with intricate lace and delicate embroidery.
Megan marveled at the dresses, while Sarah noted how expensive they must have been. Emily laughed, though her nerves showed a bit. She explained that you only get married once, and she wanted everything to be unforgettable.
The dresses fit beautifully, making us feel like we had stepped into a fairy tale. As we admired ourselves in the mirror, we felt elegant and magical. The ceremony was breathtaking, set under a floral archway as Emily walked toward James, radiating joy. Their vows told a heartfelt story, moving many to tears. When the officiant announced: “You may now kiss the bride”, the moment was filled with cheers as the newlyweds shared their first kiss, framed by flowers and the warm sunlight.
At the reception, the hall sparkled with fairy lights and laughter. As the celebration continued, Emily pulled us aside for a heartfelt moment. She thanked us for our support and for looking beautiful. However, her tone changed as she expressed a need for reimbursement for the dresses, $1,200 each.
Her request shocked us, dampening the festive atmosphere. Confusion washed over our group. Sarah voiced our collective disbelief, thinking the dresses were gifts. Emily clarified that she needed us to cover the cost, which made her visibly uncomfortable.
Megan responded, highlighting that such an expense was unexpected and too high for us to manage. Tension filled the room as we struggled with the sudden financial strain and what it meant for our friendship. Just then, a commotion caught our attention. A team of staff members struggled with a giant wedding cake that seemed much too large for the occasion. Emily rushed over, alarmed by the scene.
The delivery team explained there had been a mix-up with the order, a zero had accidentally been added, inflating the cake’s size. Emily’s surprise mirrored our own when we realized the irony of the situation: she had just placed a financial burden on us, and now she faced an equally daunting issue.
I suggested it might be a sign to reconsider the dress situation, hoping to ease the tension. Overwhelmed by her mistake, Emily nodded, acknowledging the truth in my words. She apologized, and we agreed to enjoy the night, planning to sort everything out later.
The evening transformed into a joyful occasion. The enormous cake, initially a source of stress, became a source of laughter and a highlight of the party. As the night went on, we danced and celebrated, the earlier tension fading away under the twinkling lights.
Reflecting on the night, Emily expressed her gratitude for our understanding. She realized the importance of people over material things. It wasn’t about the dresses or the cake; it was about the bonds we share.
We concluded the night with warm hugs and promises of unwavering support, regardless of any misunderstandings. It was a wedding we would always remember, filled with love and valuable lessons about friendship and the unexpected turns life can take. What would you have done in our situation?
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