Your parents hardly let you do anything. They made you sit in your room all day and would let you go out once a week (besides school). They didnt give a shit about you. They only cared if you were there to babysit the kids. They didnt show love to you. What would your mind set be?
i think one minds set would be, very emotional and angered. they would feel like they were alone and had no hope or future left for them. I think one might feel like their only alternative would be to either run away or kill themselves. They would feel left out of everything being how they couldnt do anything with their friends or reall particpate at any school functions... They would feel very bored and useless always flustered and depressed looking for some fun.... which might lead them to the rebel stage of their life....unless they were too scared to be a rebel but even then they would secretely wish they could just tell thier parents off and leave the house..... they might have built up vent and anger and frustration and sadness....leading them to take some anger management classes or to talk to the school counselor when possible in confidentiality.....they also might be the type of person to try to gain their parents affection by doing anything for them this is what i think....
sounds like me when I was 14...I was rather depressed...cnstantly plotting to runaway but never had the guts cuz I was worried about my parents financial situation and whod watch the kids..wierd eh?
That sounds like me. My mother would go off and party till all hours of the night, and we'd either be left at home with our abusive step-father (she married him for the money, because we were in absolute poverty before), or I'd have to babysit my younger siblings. My mother spent so much time and money on herself, and we were stuck with salvation army clothes or neighborhood hand-me-downs. My mindset got pretty nasty for a while. I snuck out alot, started using drugs (nothing serious though), shoplifted, lost my virginity when I was 13, and I was married and had a baby by the time I was 15. I hated that bitch so much I was willing to do anything to get away from her, even getting married to the scum of the earth. I was with that sorry ass until the day before my 18th birthday. Shitty parents suck ass.
I've been there man. It's not easy, but it's all about choices. You can choose to rebel and make life harder for yourself, your parents, and your sibilings, or you can step up to the plate, be a young man, and continue to watch the kids. I lost most of my childhood to raising my brothers, because my mom worked 12 hour shifts and then stayed drunk. The only parenting type thing she did was buy groceries, and beat the fuck out of us if we didn't something wrong. Lifes hard, but if you take the challenges that come your way, I think you'll be happy w/ how you end up; I know I was.