No not mad I sympathize them for trying to bring me up. It's not easy.

No - there are aspects that I am disappointed in but I understand now that I am older that they did the best that they could with what they had. So I am not mad but grateful.

U are sick to ask that.Iam proud to have them my parents.Its was never easy to handle a child like me besides i have 4 other brothers.They are the god 4 me for i havent seen the god but them.

I was when I hated who I was. But now that I see I am who I am because of my life, and that they were only doing what they knew to do. I can accept it.

No, people do their best with what they have and my parents were no different. +5

My parents did the best they could. I raised my son differently than they raised me ... I guess I learned from their mistakes. So that's a positive thing.

No not at all. I suppose it was different to a lot of people but it was a great childhood.

No, thanks to my parents I am a good person. I am glad for the way they raised me.

not at all - I am glad they raised me the way they did

In retrospect, it is easy to see one or two mistakes that my parents might have made, but I could never be angry with them because they also provided a sense of freedom, a sense of self and a veritable fountain of opportunities as I grew. No one is perfect, least of all me, so how could I be angry at them without also being angry at myself? I choose not to be angry.

Not really. They made mistakes, and I've made some with my children. Parenting is one of the biggest challenges I've faced so far...

No, they did it in the best way!

No, they did an amazing job and I wouldn't be here today if it weren't for them.

Good question! I have a little resentment that they were so strict with raising me. I felt a lot of unnecessary guilt growing up, and I know they did not mean to have me feel that way. Still, they take religion WAY too seriously and use that as an excuse for doing/not doing something often. Fortunately, my boyfriend, although we have the same religion, does not take that kind of thing that seriously and I have found acceptance and healing with him. My parents did a good job raising me, I am a good and responsible person. But I am the black sheep in my family. God made all different kinds of people for a reason.

No. I was a rotten kid. I'm lucky they didn't drive me out into the country and put me out of the car.

I count myself very lucky... my mum made some major and very damaging mistakes - but they were amazing. Nobody is perfect.

I couldn't be more thankful to them

Yeah, I am mad at them. They raised me pretty lousy and my dad left the family so some help he was.

No, I think I'm a pretty decent human being, so they did a good job. :)

no...they were far from perfect but they always loved me and did what they thought was best at the time with what they knew and had to work with...i am the person i am today because of them and i have forgiven them for their flaws as i hope they have forgiven me of mine...afterall, we are all humans before we were mothers, fathers, sons or daughters.

my mom was a single-parent.. she did better raising me than most married couples ever could. She has sacrificed so much for me. Even if we hardly got to see each other during my childhood, her absence made me more independent and I knew she was working hard to give me a life and an opportunity to succeed. I have no loans in college because she wanted me to have a fresh start with no debt. She has sacrificed her chances at love and happiness to see me become successful and independent.Once I can be successful and independent, I know she'll be the happiest mother on earth. I love her to death.

Well. . . .I could tell you a myriad of ways they could have done it BETTER!!!!!!!!!!! But I'm now officially "bored" with my whole upbringing so this is all, at this point, I'm willing to offer!

No, they did the best they could with the resources and knowledge available to them.

I'm not mad..I wouldn't have turned out the way I am.. I may not agree with some of the things they did...:)

The only thing I wish they did differently was make me like more veggies as a little kid haha. Other than that they did a wonderful job if I do say so myself.

I thank them for not raising me. If they did, I would be abiding their stupid conformist morals and social constructs.

yes. My parents never wanted me and from the day I was born insulted and abused me..still at 38 they emotionally abuse me. Because of them I have low self esteem, can't keep friends, have NEVER had a decent male relationship and am always wanting to die. I am on disability because I can't hold a job. It's their fault . They also denied me needed medical care cause it would have costed them money.

Oh god no. Im very happy to say I had a wonderful childhood. They where always playing with us, encouraging us to be good people, teaching us how to be loving, good, strong and smart adults. I would Love to raise my kids like my parents raised me. No parent does not make a mistake raising a child, but I cant remember anthing that scared me. :) I love my parents!

No, i do not think they had it easy.:) Did the best they could.

I was angry for a very long time. I discovered that my anger only depressed me. They were going on with their lives just fine. They never acknowledged what they had done & were totally unrepentant when confronted by me. The mother was an abusive narcissistic-psychopath who found herself pregnant with me after she left my father. Her father, the heartless bast..d that he was, said 'you made your bed, now lay in it'. She was forced to go back to my alcoholic father, where for the next 19 years, every day she reminded me that it was my fault that her life was a misery & she never let me forget it. I cared for her until her death, when as a last slap in the face, she left everything to the older female sibling - a clone of the mother. After selling the home & everything in it, she destroyed everything that had ever belonged to me, letters, photographs, mementoes - everything. I have nothing from my childhood & the sibling wonders why I cut her out of my life. Ah, the joys of family. The ole crap about, 'they did the best that they could', doesn't wash with me. How could they not know they were abusive and terrible parents? They changed who I could have been and I do wonder about that sometimes. Now they rarely, if ever, cross my mind.