Things from your childhood you are still salty over?

[MyCheeryPearlTraybake]

Not winning a running race

Begging for a bike every Christmas and birthday from about the age of six.
Finally getting a second hand one at nearly 14 years old when had almost lost interest by then, as more interested in teenage things. Got told I was ungrateful
For rarely using it. However brother had several bikes in those years including the very popular chopper bike. ( showing my age) Also operation game wanted it for years never got it. Never having a single birthday party or birthday cake, had my first birthday cake for my 21st bought it myself. To name just a few of the things.

Not getting a chopper because I was a girl 🚲

Me too!

so Unjust wasn’t it

even a chipper not allowed

Being sent to boarding school age 13 as a full boarder so never went home between start and end of every term as parents worked abroad. I would be so devastated the first few nights back every term that I could never get to sleep for being homesick. I think it destroyed my confidence which never really rebuilt in adulthood. I was SOO envious of the ‘day girls’ and so upset not to go home each evening and wished I was at a ‘normal’ comp

Our year 6 teacher purchased/received (I don't know which) 6 calligraphy pens. Explained how proud the recipients should be. Instantly knew he'd give them to his favourites and I'd not receive one, despite the fact my handwriting was bloody brilliant for my age.

He also made me the backend of a cow for the previous years' Christmas show. Not even joking. A cows arse.

Twat.

Wasn't allowed long hair as that was 'common'. Spent entire childhood with a terrible short haircut (whatever the opposite of a chic pixie cut is, I had that). Got mistaken for a boy regularly.

As soon as I was old enough to make my own hair decisions, I grew it long, and long it has remained ever since even though I'm 58. Still get the comments from my mum, mind you.

Im already feeling a bit better about mine (which still rankle) after reading some of these and realizing Im not alone in my rankle-ness

Aged 8ish entering the make a christmas hat at my primary school. I had entered the last few years and never won, and I really wanted to win, so I spent hours and did an excellent job of camels walking around a star with it all cut out neatly and colored in nicely, nothing was wonky and it stayed up when I walked around the classroom to display it to the judges (head teacher and teacher from another year). I wouldnt let anyone help me as I knew that they took points off if you had help. My friend had the only other hat that was anywhere near as good as mine, but she told me that her Mum helped her a lot, so I was pretty sure I was going to win. When it got to the bit of the judging where they asked the children who had done all the work on their own to raise their hands, my friend raised her hand too. Then she won. I was SO upset and when I asked her about it afterwards she said that no one ever told the truth when they asked. Still rankles.

Also my sister who stole the power cord for my tape player when she lost the one for hers, and my Mum believed it was hers and not mine. Rankle city

Getting a knock off Barbie.

Wonder if that was common,I used to get You're going to the home.70s kid.

My Mum must have got the same memo as yours re long hair.
Even now she will tell me or my DD that our hair looks nice if its just been cut shortish!

Me too! Got an A in English A-level
and a place at Oxford to study English, but the English teacher resented me so the school English prize went to a girl who got a C.

Even more salty about inadvertently seeing the results of the Head Girl / Deputy Head girl vote, which the Head of Sixth form had left out on her desk by mistake when she asked me to tidy her desk for her. I had the second highest number of votes, which would have made me Deputy Head Girl, but when the teachers announced it they gave it to someone else. It was a Christian school and I wasn’t Christian (or Christian enough), and the girl they picked instead was very devout. I always wondered if that was the reason or whether the teacher had left the piece of paper with the results there deliberately to upset me.

My younger sister getting the Barbie house for Christmas that I’d asked for, the previous 2 or 3 years. Apparently I was too old for it by that point.

My sister also being given a fabulous, relatively new, white mini with a pink roof when she passed her driving test. I got a knackered old car left by a relative that cost me hundreds of pounds in repairs and broke down every few weeks.

Mum spending weeks at DSiS’s when she had her DC to help out. Inviting herself over for lunch, then going home when I had mine. I’ve been NC with her for nearly 10 years now.

Me too! I'm contemplating getting one now in my 40s just to make up for it but shaped ice doused in neon chemically syrup is less appealing at this age.

Not getting a ‘Girls World’ 😅😭

I got a recipe book for my birthday one year and there was a lovely cake in it that I wanted for my birthday the following year. My mum made our cakes and this one was fairly simple to make, but she never made it for me and never said why. What made it worse was that my brother got the cake on the facing page for his birthday and it was much more complicated to make. I complained and pointed out these cakes were in my recipe book so it should be me getting the cake I wanted, but I was just told to stop whining about it.

Oh I wonder if that was my parents belief too....although I had fairly long hair until about 7. I thought my mum had mine (and my sisters) hair cut to save herself time in the morning! 🤣 it was so awful
See my post on p2.

Me too!

Not being allowed to go to ballet - I would have been terrible though 😂

Yep.

It wasn't the same as an adult.

Being chosen to play the lead Angel (Gabriel?) in my primary school nativity play. We all had costumes made of white bed sheets. Some younger girl got her mum to sew silver tinsel around the cuffs, hem and collar of her outfit. The teachers then gave her the bigger part because she stood out too much. Still pissed off 48 years later.
Also my sister getting matching silver necklace and earrings our from great aunt one Christmas. I got a pair of pants and a vest.

When our head teacher took me to church on our residential trip in year 6 with a few other Catholic children. The rest of the year group enjoyed a really fun activity. I hated going to church and was a simmering atheist from a very young age, I think this pushed me over the edge.

My fairy dress for the Christmas play when I was 5. There were 3 fairies and we had long, ballet type floaty dresses. Mine had sequins on the skirt. It was the most beautiful thing I'd ever seen. On performance day one of the other fairies got there first and told the parent helper that my sparkly dress was hers. They wouldn't make her change it when I got there. I've never got over the loss of those sequins or the injustice.

Being made to wear awful dresses with massive collars.. Shudder. Dont even start me off on virgin socks 😂

I mentioned it occasionally until my mum finally gave in and got me one…….for my 30th. I guess the threat of accidentally chopping a finger tip off was deemed to have passed by then, or she figured I was old enough to get myself to A&E if it happened.