So, they want us to write about our favourite childhood meal! I am not sure why they think everyone has wonderful memories from their stupid childhood. My mother was an abusive bitch and my father was emotionally unavailable.
There is nothing in my childhood that makes me happy. The only good memories that I have as a child is it’s over!
I guess everyone assumes because their childhood was great that everyone else had the same experience. All I remember about food is that my mother would force me to eat shit that I never wanted to eat. She got it in her head for some reason that I should fucking eat celery and peanut butter.
All I remember is being forced to sit at that damn table and eat that shit. All I remember is the fucking tears running down my face as this crazy shit ass woman, was in my face telling me to eat this celery and peanut butter crap!
She must have seen this shit on television or something. Some brilliant idea that I must feed this to my unsuspecting child and if she don’t like it, fuck her, she will sit there till the cows come home.
You know what mom? I don’t buy that shit in my house. I don’t freaking buy peanut butter or freaking celery! And I don’t force my innocent children to eat shit they don’t want to. Hell, I don’t remember seeing you cobble down celery and peanut butter.
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