One gas fire in the living space, no heating in the rest of the house.
No hot water and a broken boiler that never got fixed.
No washing machine, weekly trips to the launderette.
Only one set of clothes for school, worn all week.
No sports kit for school.
Toilet broken or mended with tape.
No telephone.
No birthday celebrations.
No toiletries or toilet paper unless you stole it yourself.
No breakfast or lunch . . .one meal a day.

I would love to say we didnt know, but we lived in a 'nice' area. I had my nose rubbed in it every day, and was supposed not to mention how different my life at home was from my school friends.
I would like to say it did not matter because we knew we were loved. But we were starved of affection and attention too. Eventually my brother hardly left his room, and I hardly went home.

I tried to make things different for my children. I didnot get as far as I would have liked.

dispossessed dispossessed
51-55, F
1 Response Aug 17, 2014

You certainly had a **** of a life, growing up, but I'm sure you did your absolute best for your kids.

Being poor does not mean you have a **** life! It's a good life and it's the life you know. We were poor and we had loads of fun growing up and we loved each other too.

I made no mention of being poor in my reply. I'm glad you grew up in a happy home but, clearly, her life was vastly different to the one you had.