Shit yeah. I remember getting everything from the cricket bat to the hammer as a kid, scared the living shit out of me to even think about dad coming home.
We have three now and no corporal punishment, way better behaved than I was as a kid because of it. Way less spooked about everything too.
Yeah, that was for maths. Had to put our hands on a bedpost and get the question right before it got to our fingers. Not sure dad ever hit hard enough to hurt, but it scared the fuck out of me for the rest of my life. The cricket bat was just general misbehaving though, and it fucking killed.
Yeah, but as OP said, this shit was so fucking normalised when I was a kid. Dirt poor area, a dad who lost his abusive dad young, it all makes sense now. I'm just glad as a dad myself the tide on this shit has turned somewhat. I could never imagine raising a hand to my kids, let alone that torture.
My dad once made me sit down next to him while he napped. He said I better learn the multiplication tables in front of me before he woke up, or I’d get the belt.
What the fuck is with dads and maths? I was always pretty shit at maths after that shit, glad to know his stupid method didn't work. Sorry to hear comrade.
Nah, my dad was a joiner. Old school, hated anyone who brought a calculator along to the job site. Dumb as bricks in most ways, but was real good at complex maths either in his head or written on a block of wood. He was just a fucking prick.
Well everything my dad wanted me to do, he fucking sucked at so I just assumed. I'm taller than him, so he wanted me to play basketball. Guess how many games he ever played? Or even came to while he was pressuring me?
Yeah, that's the worst. Verbal is just as bad - shit scars for life.
The politics and abuse thing is weird in Australia. See, we have two main parties - the 'Liberal' party, who are our right-wing conservative assholes, and the 'Labor' party, who are ostensibly our left wing party born out of union movements (they're now basically centre-right and almost as fashy as the Liberals).
Thing is, for us, the working class poor still tend to vote 'left' (i.e. Labor) - my dad always hated the Liberal party and everything it stood for. There's a weird macho 'bloke'-ness to the Labor party that results in abusive pricks all round.
Yeah - best thing about having kids myself is that I get a chance to break that chain now. I'm full time dad, get to spend all day with them while the partner works - it's literally the best. The biggest fear before they came along was that I'd snap just like he did; just had to keep reminding myself I'm better than he is.
Shit yeah. I remember getting everything from the cricket bat to the hammer as a kid, scared the living shit out of me to even think about dad coming home.
We have three now and no corporal punishment, way better behaved than I was as a kid because of it. Way less spooked about everything too.
...A fucking hammer?
Yeah, that was for maths. Had to put our hands on a bedpost and get the question right before it got to our fingers. Not sure dad ever hit hard enough to hurt, but it scared the fuck out of me for the rest of my life. The cricket bat was just general misbehaving though, and it fucking killed.
That's horrifying.
Yeah, but as OP said, this shit was so fucking normalised when I was a kid. Dirt poor area, a dad who lost his abusive dad young, it all makes sense now. I'm just glad as a dad myself the tide on this shit has turned somewhat. I could never imagine raising a hand to my kids, let alone that torture.
My dad once made me sit down next to him while he napped. He said I better learn the multiplication tables in front of me before he woke up, or I’d get the belt.
What the fuck is with dads and maths? I was always pretty shit at maths after that shit, glad to know his stupid method didn't work. Sorry to hear comrade.
Because they all fucking suck at it
Nah, my dad was a joiner. Old school, hated anyone who brought a calculator along to the job site. Dumb as bricks in most ways, but was real good at complex maths either in his head or written on a block of wood. He was just a fucking prick.
Well everything my dad wanted me to do, he fucking sucked at so I just assumed. I'm taller than him, so he wanted me to play basketball. Guess how many games he ever played? Or even came to while he was pressuring me?
I'm going to guess a big fat goose egg. Sounds shit.
Yeah how'd you guess
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Yeah, that's the worst. Verbal is just as bad - shit scars for life. The politics and abuse thing is weird in Australia. See, we have two main parties - the 'Liberal' party, who are our right-wing conservative assholes, and the 'Labor' party, who are ostensibly our left wing party born out of union movements (they're now basically centre-right and almost as fashy as the Liberals). Thing is, for us, the working class poor still tend to vote 'left' (i.e. Labor) - my dad always hated the Liberal party and everything it stood for. There's a weird macho 'bloke'-ness to the Labor party that results in abusive pricks all round.
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Yeah - best thing about having kids myself is that I get a chance to break that chain now. I'm full time dad, get to spend all day with them while the partner works - it's literally the best. The biggest fear before they came along was that I'd snap just like he did; just had to keep reminding myself I'm better than he is.
my dad used to yank me out of bed if i didnt wake up right on the dot. this included one time while i was recovering from surgery.
That shit is rough and I'm real sorry to hear it. Stronger together though comrade. We can build a better world.