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So let me tell you about the shittiest parent on the motherfucking planet.

I work at a grocery store and this man comes in with his 11 year old son. He buys a pack a cigarettes and a two cases of beer. The son was holding a two dollar drawing pad and placed it on the belt and I guess the dad didn’t notice it at first but when I was about to scan the pad he asked where’d it have come from and turned towards the kid and asked “Did you put that shit up there?”. He told me to put it back and then told his 11 year old child that he “ain’t paying for that gay ass notebook.”. So I looked at the kid, who was close to tears and saying how he ran out of paper at home and my heart broke. So I gave the pad to him, for free, and told the dad I would take care of it. I gave the kid some tokens for a game outside and said I would look forward to buying some of his drawings and paintings when he’s all famous. He kids face was so priceless and I thought everything was good. But then, about 10 ten minutes after giving the kid his notebook, I walked outside and saw this. The drawing pad all ripped up and tossed on the pavement. I could only imagine what happened in the parking lot, but I know that that poor kid heart is fucking ripped apart, just like this pad.

I’m fucking horrified that there are parents like this, who, just because it’s not masculine or gender specificthey won’t let their children follow their true passions or explore interests that lead to their happiness. Even more so, I’m horrified that parents don’t care about the fine arts anymore because it doesn’t have job security. Since when did it ever matter to a child if their passion makes them money or not? Parenting is about supporting whatever makes your child happy. Have some fucking consideration for your child’s wants not your homophobic and anti-art ideals.

this post breaks my heart. literally made me cry.
i know how that feels.

when i was little, my dad use to yell at me for drawing on paper. we only had writing paper for homework, and we were very poor.

he use to get really angry at me for “wasting paper” and tell me i was wasting my time. it caused me to keep anything and EVERYTHING i ever drew at school, in my desk. then at the end of the year i would throw it all away and keep nothing because i was so terrified of what my dad would say if he knew that was what i was doing at school.

I can only ASSUME, that at some point, one of my teachers noticed and told my mom, because around my 10th or 11th birthday she gave me a notebook. just a regular notebook, TO DRAW IN. I was told that i had to keep it hidden from my dad or else he’d take it away. but i am grateful for that book.

when i was about 19 my dad apologized to me about it after I helped my little brother finish an art project for class, he was 9 at the time.

though my dad apologized, i think it effected me in a lot of negative ways. even into college, it left me feeling like i always had to hide my artwork or that i had to be ashamed of my work.

i don’t think my dad is a terrible person, he just came from a really ignorant culture which placed little value in literature/art.

i hope that the child in this particular situation has someone else who does support his artistic desires and that he will continue to express his creativity regardless of the lack of support from his father.