What's the toughest thing you had to tell your parents?

Miscellaneous and Personal Stuff I Must Share
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Having to explain to my mom & stepdad that it was true, I was moving out of their house to a different state in a month.

I was going to tell you. Really.

Oh, and add to that the reason why I moved back into town two years later. Fun stuff.

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Telling my dad that my sister and I were taking away his car keys.

The worst part of this is that he’s no longer angry with us because he can’t remember the incident.

Chava

83

Telling my mother that yes, she should tell the ER staff to stop CPR on my father. It wasn’t tough to agree with her, it was tough to let my father die.

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Compared to most of you, my confessions pale, but I’ll share nonetheless:

  1. 2am: “hey, dad, I need a favor. Can you come bail me out?”
  2. A few months later, also in the wee hours: “hey, dad, guess what?” (he guessed, correctly, that I was in jail again, so technically I didn’t have to tell him).
    Both of those times were for public intoxication when I was in high school or maybe first year college.
  3. “Yes, those are my homemade bongs, mom”–also in high school.
  4. “New son has a heart murmur.”
  5. Early this year: “Ms Pab and I are separating. No, I don’t know what’s going to happen.”
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The worst thing I had to tell my parents was that their newborn grandson was on life support, not expected to make it, and that the police were interrogating us. The second worst thing was that my (now) ex had been arrested for it. The third was that he’d been convicted of it.

Robin

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Thanks rubes, and good luck with your discussion. I’ll keep you in my thoughts.

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The hardest thing I ever had to tell my mom was that I’d been raped. It actually took a couple of years for that to happen, and I ended up just writing her a letter, taking her into her room when I was visiting one day and shoving it at her. She cried a lot, and asked if it was her fault (It happened after school when I was 15, she picked me up from school every day, so she was asking if she was late that day or something.)

It wasn’t so hard to tell my dad that, mainly because I had a rape support site, but since I hadn’t told my family, it was just linked with the rest of the links on my page. I didn’t know that his crazy girlfriend knew it was my site, and that she read my site(s) obsessively, so when I changed the text to read “After X years I finally told my mom about what happened.” she went to tell my dad and dad called me up, yelling that if I could tell my mom things that I couldn’t tell him, then I could ask her for money for school.

Um. The hardest thing I’ve ever had to tell my dad was that I knew that he’d been stealing money out of my bank account (Which I used to pay for school, which is why his previous comments made no sense.) and that I wanted him to return it. It was also hard to tell him, when I showed up unexpectedly at his house one day, that I was there to take away his guns, because a friend of his emailed me and made the suggestion.