What is something about your childhood that you DON'T miss?

[Memory]

There is so much I could put here... but long story short I just HATED being a kid. Practically every aspect of it.
I hated the fact that I was dumb and very vulnerable. I hated that everyone I grew up around who was older than me looked down on me like I was nothing. I hated the fact that my identity and my life was not that of my own, but was merely a possession of someone else.
As a child I just felt shitty most of the time and dragged on through each day. I'm glad life feels so much better now.

Honestly, the kind of nostalgia I get is thinking about what if things were how I wished it could have been, or if I could revisit the times as an adult.

[syx (dead)]

mean kids ( one threw a lewgie at me )
being embarrassed by wearing a jacket
peeing your pants
family...stuff..
mom almost pulling my scalp off to do my hair in braids
having to wait in class/outside 10+ minutes after the last bell because mom/grandma isn't there ( this hurt the most lmao )
crying in class bc math hard
feeling like I had to lie about my math level bc LD/SN
kids puking randomly
FRACTIONS FKJSKFJKS

[myry]

• Not having control over what I get to eat at all... I remember begging my mom to buy a different yoghurt from the store from time to time, but she always got the cheapest ones that neither me nor my bro liked the taste of (we weren't that poor either, she was just super stingy). Same thing with every single food item.
• Internet being so goddamn slow, I think ours was like 5 MB... I remember downloading some games for legit 10 hours, and it was the worst when I would put it to download before going to school, and then my parent had turned off the PC while I wasn't home because "I noticed you left the PC on so I turned it off! Don't waste electricity!" dshgjskghs
• School. It absolutely ruined my motivation and love towards learning for a while, and I was bullied as well. The school drama was terrible as well, and the world felt so small in that sense, like your classmate doing x or y was the most important thing in the world. And being a kid and getting insecure about your hair or face or clothes... Ugh.

[Memory]

• School. It absolutely ruined my motivation and love towards learning for a while, and I was bullied as well. The school drama was terrible as well, and the world felt so small in that sense, like your classmate doing x or y was the most important thing in the world. And being a kid and getting insecure about your hair or face or clothes... Ugh.

School is the one thing I don't miss as well. My mom used to say how happy I was as a kid until my first day of school. I did well in most of my classes and it was pretty much the only time I got to see my friends because I lived on a farm and no one I knew lived close by. I was bullied a bit, but never to the point where that was my main reason for not wanting to go to school. For some reason I just absolutely hated it. I would have rather stayed home and been by myself most days, so I faked sick constantly to get out of going.

[myry]

I would have rather stayed home and been by myself most days, so I faked sick constantly to get out of going.

I actually did this a lot as well, haha. I even learned how to heat the thermometer with a lamp.... At some point my parents/teachers were getting worried though, like "you're sick like every month!" so I had to be more careful with the timing as time went on. But yeah, I had pretty good grades as well, so they didn't really view me as a "slacking student" or anything, that's probably why they didn't see through it. I learned to love solitude because of school.

[Memory]

mean kids ( one threw a lewgie at me )

Gross. At least it wasn't a sharp rock though like one kid threw at me in the third grade. I still have the scar on my forehead.

[Cele]

Well I do like the fact that people are more tolerant about certain topics now, so I certainly don't miss the old attitudes. I also don't miss not having any money, not being able to buy anything I want because no money, not being able to travel to events etc. Adulthood came with more freedom and opportunities but also loneliness.

[plantovision]

Havin' teeth fall out of my face. Generally a bad time till I started getting dosh under my pillow.

[jaerockets]

having to explain my actions to my parents

[shevek]

1. Having no control over where to be and when to leave.

Not only school or anything you're forced to attend as a child. I had to go to places with my mum I didn't wanna go to. Or I was initially good with the idea, but at some point I needed to leave (physical or mental issues, being tired, autistic reasons..) but had to wait it out until she decided it's time to leave, because I relied on her and the car. It was just seen as a "oh the child is impatient or rude or entitled" way, I think, no matter how sweetly I tried, but I just hid really well that I was close to a breakdown/meltdown, or in how much pain I was, and I couldn't talk about random anxiety attacks for example, since well.. it's kinda hard to know what that is or verbalize that as a child
Sometimes I also needed to urgently leave for the above reasons but had to wait until someone could drive me or pick me up.
Note: These were times where I was either too young to use public transport, did not know how yet (learned later in life than others), or it was unavailable.
That made me into someone who prefers to always have her own way to or back to something, and not be tied to someone there. I get nervous when we go somewhere and I would have no chance to leave by myself via bus or tram/train (I have no drivers license and don't intend to have one).

2. Having no control over who is in the home.

I remember as a child when parents would have people over and personally, this was a whole ordeal for me I really didn't like. Of course they should be able to do it and it was fair, but I was a very shy child and stressed by changes like this I didn't like strangers in my home, unannounced even, no way to prepare myself or veto it. And having to come out of my room, say hello, maybe continue to sit at the table while the adults talk, being forbidden to leave... urgh. Also, I grew up in a difficult home where I mostly kept inside my room to avoid the other members of the household regardless of guests or not, and could not spend time in the living room or kitchen because of these people.

I live alone now and this is the right thing for me. I don't like sharing my space. I need some days just for myself and I wanna control who enters the home when, and if I need alone time, I need to be able to send the people on their way. And no one in the home can now ruin certain areas for me or make me avoid them. My home is peaceful now and I can use all rooms.
I tried living with an ex, but sadly her parents were very disrespectful in the way they came to visit us (unannounced, or 4 hours earlier than planned, not saying how long they will stay etc.) and it has solidified my refusal to share a space.

[Memory]

Growing pains! Both physical and mental, but mostly the physical. I remember long nights laying down in bed for school tomorrow and just writhing in the worst pain I'd experienced at the time! Also, being embarrassed about everything and anything all the time. Usually over very minor and silly things, though now that I'm older I'm glad I can indulge in everything I was afraid to as a kid!

I think these ones are common but, having a bed time... Not being able to eat what I want when I want, having to ask my parents for money, being unable to leave the house whenever I want— just a lot of minor inconveniences that made life much more dependant on others!

[wygolvillage]

Lack of privacy definitely. My parents never respected that. Not being able to have control over where you go and when you can go places also sucks a lot.

[brisray]

Haslet! Only because I was talking about it to someone the other day.

[Commodorn]

The horror that was not understanding or being at peace with myself. My childhood was too chaotic, confusing, and filled with judgement for me to truly be able to examine my own mind and actions in the way I needed to until later on. I also do not miss having destructively strong and trauma-related emotions that couldn't be properly diffused because of that lack of self understanding.. I might've been treated more like a slab of spoiled meat than an actual child since nobody ever knew what to do with me. :O|

I sincerely hope that, at least in the future, no child that is clearly in need should have to experience that without the proper resources to help and guide them. I actually.. actively looked for that as a child, but I was always dismissed because what I was going through wasn't obviously [blank] according to what people thought [blank] was supposed to look like. The way that people dismiss the fact that something's clearly wrong just because it's not manifesting itself in ways that they expect still eludes me.

Haslet! Only because I was talking about it to someone the other day.

Oh, pork offal loaf? That's nice..

[brisray]

I should explain the haslet comment. When I was growing up we ate a lot of offal - heart, tripe, trotters, liver, kidney and so on. Haslet is a sort of meatloaf made with the lungs, heart and liver from a pig. I liked it as a boy. Years later, I got some from a butcher and it was horrible, not like I remembered it at all. Maybe a differnt recipe or different herbs, but I just didn't like it.

After I moved to the US, my wife and I were visiting friends in Tennessee and they said they'd cook us a real southern meal. As soon as they mentioned chitlins, I said I wasn't going to eat it. I've never liked them. The look on my wife's face when she realized what she was going to get 

I used to help an uncle make head cheese or brawn. He loved the stuff, but that was something else I didn't like.