More than i can count from moms and my pops would usually be the one to stop it and be like 'thats enough hittin my boy'. Would always have me like
This lasted til I was like 13. Then ya boy hit his growth spurt and momma would TRY to discipline me but it just got less and less effective on some
Thats when pops had to takeover (even then he must have only hit me like 3 times). His main way of disciplining me was takin my playstation, no money, which hurt FAAAR more than whoopings. Whoopings only last a good few mins then you go bout your day but no playstation/tv, no money for a week? Yh that shyt would hurt.
I think it was because my pops rarely hit me but ill never forget this one time he did. ill just say it was then that l knew the true power a man could inflict vs a woman.
Will never forget this one KO slap my dad gave me (because i repeatedly went out with my homies late and aint call). Ol heavy handed mofo gave me just one slap that made me question my whole existence, was light headed seeing stars. Made me appreciate mommas beating. Keep in mind she'd use whatever she could find too. Slippers, ext cords, wooden spoons. Whatever was closest to her.
This lasted til I was like 13. Then ya boy hit his growth spurt and momma would TRY to discipline me but it just got less and less effective on some
Thats when pops had to takeover (even then he must have only hit me like 3 times). His main way of disciplining me was takin my playstation, no money, which hurt FAAAR more than whoopings. Whoopings only last a good few mins then you go bout your day but no playstation/tv, no money for a week? Yh that shyt would hurt.
I think it was because my pops rarely hit me but ill never forget this one time he did. ill just say it was then that l knew the true power a man could inflict vs a woman.
Will never forget this one KO slap my dad gave me (because i repeatedly went out with my homies late and aint call). Ol heavy handed mofo gave me just one slap that made me question my whole existence, was light headed seeing stars. Made me appreciate mommas beating. Keep in mind she'd use whatever she could find too. Slippers, ext cords, wooden spoons. Whatever was closest to her.
. She got in my face so I kinda snapped. I got up and pushed her but she lost it. As soon as that happened she grabbed me and threw me. I hit my eye on the corner of the dresser then she threw me on the bed and started choking me
. I thought I was about to die. Also during all that shyt my lil bro who had to be either 2 or 3 at the time seen the shyt and started crying
. shyt prolly traumatized him. After all that shyt I look in the mirror and my eye was swollen
. Lucky this happend on a Friday but when I went back to school Monday I had a black eye
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