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	<title>Comments on: Missed My Childhood to Play Parent</title>
	<link>http://www.shoutinginside.com/2008/01/04/missed-my-childhood-to-play-parent/</link>
	<description>Whispers in the Roar</description>
	<pubDate>Sat, 06 Sep 2008 01:42:37 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>By: Trisha</title>
		<link>http://www.shoutinginside.com/2008/01/04/missed-my-childhood-to-play-parent/#comment-223</link>
		<dc:creator>Trisha</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 28 Jun 2008 22:26:45 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>my parents are the same too.
  my mom cries and we cry i make and do things to.its hard because my sis drinks and smokes, my older sis does to and even my lil bro whos like 13. i hate i don't do anything and hate that i live with it.
     and the next day my dad would call my mom and says that he loves her and not remeber anything</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>my parents are the same too.<br />
  my mom cries and we cry i make and do things to.its hard because my sis drinks and smokes, my older sis does to and even my lil bro whos like 13. i hate i don&#8217;t do anything and hate that i live with it.<br />
     and the next day my dad would call my mom and says that he loves her and not remeber anything</p>
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		<title>By: Elisa A.</title>
		<link>http://www.shoutinginside.com/2008/01/04/missed-my-childhood-to-play-parent/#comment-50</link>
		<dc:creator>Elisa A.</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 01 May 2008 12:11:34 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>A very sad story and one that I can truly empathize with. I was about ten years old the first time I called the cops as a result of my father beating my mother while he was drunk. It’s sad to say but I was so happy when they took him away because it meant I could finally go to sleep. Sometimes they would fight until two or three in the morning even on a school night. I felt the need to protect her, so I would stay at her side while he yelled and screamed all night long. 

Nonetheless, I would get up early to pack my brother’s lunches and make breakfast so that we could all get out of the house before they woke. To this day, I still truly appreciate the peace and tranquility I feel during an early quiet morning. I also make it a point to go to bed exactly when I feel tired. I’ll never be forced to stay awake again.

She never left him either. She had every excuse in the book such as not knowing where to go with four kids, or not having a job, or a solid education. I think that they both were addicted to eachother in a very unhealthy way.

I practically raised my two younger brothers and was responsible for so much at such a young age. I don’t really have many good childhood memories but at least now I can talk about. I'm glad that you shared your story too.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>A very sad story and one that I can truly empathize with. I was about ten years old the first time I called the cops as a result of my father beating my mother while he was drunk. It’s sad to say but I was so happy when they took him away because it meant I could finally go to sleep. Sometimes they would fight until two or three in the morning even on a school night. I felt the need to protect her, so I would stay at her side while he yelled and screamed all night long. </p>
<p>Nonetheless, I would get up early to pack my brother’s lunches and make breakfast so that we could all get out of the house before they woke. To this day, I still truly appreciate the peace and tranquility I feel during an early quiet morning. I also make it a point to go to bed exactly when I feel tired. I’ll never be forced to stay awake again.</p>
<p>She never left him either. She had every excuse in the book such as not knowing where to go with four kids, or not having a job, or a solid education. I think that they both were addicted to eachother in a very unhealthy way.</p>
<p>I practically raised my two younger brothers and was responsible for so much at such a young age. I don’t really have many good childhood memories but at least now I can talk about. I&#8217;m glad that you shared your story too.</p>
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