AIBU to ask what things you did as a teenager but would be horrified by if your DCs did them now?

[BowieFan]

I'll start:

*Smoking when I was about 15
*Drinking when I was about 14
*Copping off with lads
*Immediately taking off my sensible skirt when I got round the corner and changing into a leather mini skirt and heels at my friend's house...
*Getting arrested for throwing eggs at John Major (actually, I'd be proud of the kids if they did that to David Cameron!)

I wasn't a wild child, honest!

Drinking smoking a selection of unsuitable boyfriends (including one in his 30's). Fortunately I never bothered with drugs and was careful about never getting in a car with a drunk/drug driver. Did hitch lifts though.....

Pretty much everything. I pride myself that my teens are far more boring than I was. And far more level headed, kind and likeable.

Smoking from the age of 9- 'seriously' from about 12 (Up until then I'd have 1-2 cigs a week when with friends to look 'cool', became a habit that stayed with me nearly 2 decades later...)
Drinking aged 13.
Living on super noodles and pot noodles :( I was a very short teen (hell I'm only 5ft now) and the cereal was always top shelf. Dad was always drunk, mum was always sleeping when I got up for school, we had really heavy chairs that were 4 rooms away and It never ended well if I tried to lift them (even my much stronger dad struggled) I'd normally have noodles for breakfast and then a sandwich when I got home from school then more noodles before bed.
Meeting up with a guy in his 20's when I was 14 and having sex, being guilt tripped into a threesome and then kicked out of his flat in Bristol at 2am straight after I'd done it (I live and always have lived in South wales, about 45-60mins on the train, but obviously no trains at that time)
I didn't want to do it but I really wanted him to love me :(
I'd been raped by a family member about a year prior, that probably had something to do with my mental state. But he really wasn't a nice person at all. I had sex with a fair few others over 2yrs (by the time I was 16 my 'number' was about 12) but none were that bad. Yeah they used me but at least they were nice to me and I'll never regret those as much as the first guy.
Walking home from school with friends aged about 14 and being embarrassed by seeing my dad in his Pj's with slipper/loafer type things on pissed as a fart carrying 2 flagons of cider, he'd obviously been to the shop.
I could add more but I reckon I've lowered the tone of the thread enough

I moved out of home at 16, got a job and survived for a bit on my own, met DH, shacked up together and years down the line its all good :D

Frankly, if my kids did the stuff I did, I wouldn't be that bothered - I just want to live in blissful ignorance and not know. Like I said, I don't think I did anything too badly. The drugs I did weren't habits - I tried weed once and hated it, and did ecstasy and acid a couple of times when I went raving. Thankfully never did coke or heroin so never had a habit. I could've never been a heroin addict, I've always hated needles. I was lucky really because when I went to uni, ecstasy and acid were the big drugs. I just missed the coke years (80s) and left before the search for harder stuff like PCP (2000s). Even their soft drugs now are things like laughing gas, which we never would have done.

My parents didn't have too many rules, so I didn't really go off the rails. It was just being stuck in a small town with not much to do on a weekend that did it. At uni I graduated with a first from a good uni, it was just that we loved going to raves in our down time.

Getting as many people as possible into friends cars (8 in an RS200 😳, pre-seatbelt legislation) and racing 25 miles to Bristol (not on M4), drinking after closing in the dark while sitting on the floor so police doing checks couldn't see us.
Never did drugs but started smoking in 6th form, stopped years later (didn't smoke when pregnant), didn't have sex because too bloody scared of my parents!

theNaze. We had our own version of poo sticks (note the missing 'h'). No rivers were involved. Just sticks and...... We were grim.

bowie. My parents were exponents of the 'blissful ignorance ' approach. When my sister and I arrived home at 7am with pupils like dinner plates, my mum would say "Nice party, girls?" and that was the end of it. Although she'd led a very sheltered life so it's possible she thought we were at a friend's house practising French plaits and pillow-snogging.... Bless her.

Riding in cars with men I barely knew and there being loads of us squeezed in and none wearing seatbelts.

I was doing that as a teenager with adults from church driving the car - parent approved! we would have 5 of us crammed in the back seat (on in the footwell), no way would I approve of DD doing that, and that wasn't even long ago, 15 years or so!

I think my favourite memory of being a teenager was being so drunk that the police brought me home, but not before I'd handcuffed myself to our garden gate with the lovely policeman's handcuffs. I'm pretty sure I'd get arrested for that now, but in the early 90s the police found it hilarious and just wanted to make sure I got home alright!

Same with Rag Week at Uni. If you ran up behind a policeman and stole his helmet and poured custard in it today, you'd definitely end up in the cells for the night, but then it was just seen as a prank and nothing to get worked up over.

Natsku

My dad somehow got 7 kids and my mum into a Ford Cortina once. How we survived, I've no idea. Once my oldest brother started driving we were split into two cars but for a while we all managed in one.

I also remember having precisely one driving lesson where my dad got annoyed with me on the car park of No Frills and still managing to pass my test somehow (probably because I'd been driving round my friend's farm since I was about 10).

My parents and us 5 kids had to cram into a Lada for years before we got a Volvo Estate with boot seats. 4 of us in the back seat and one of my brothers in the boot

God kids are more sensible now!

Near us there's a pub and outside is a huge poster of the couple who run it. They have huge smiles abs white teeth. No one but no one has blacked out the teeth.

WTAF is wrong with kids today? I might do it myself but scared to be outed in the village mag.

Getting into stranger's cars who offered me a lift home after clubs shut. The amazing thing is they were just being kind.

Going into taxi drivers house for a cuppa. Again, nothing happened.

I think I had a guardian angel.

panic. Do it......

Drinking in the roughest pub in the roughest part of town aged about 16- we thought we were being 'edgy' and that we met some 'real' people who were not just kids. But in reality were were just hanging out with the town drunks. Obviously I never told my parents where we went.

Thinking that random older blokes we met in pubs were new friends and going back to their flats for drinks/coffee. Like some PPs, nothing untoward ever happened to me there bit it was definitely luck not judgement.

I suspect these things were a symptom of my low self esteem at that age. I really wanted to be noticed and liked and didn't feel that I got this from the other kids at school, so going to places and mixing with people who did seem interested in me was very appealing. I'm trying to help DD be more confident in herself.

Do it panic dooooo it!!!

Drinking (13)
Smoking (14)
Sex (15)
Sex with much older men (16)
Sex with lots of people (18)
Sex at school (15)
Drugs (15)
Shoplifting (13)
Sex for money (18)
"Adult modelling/films" (18)
Sleeping in a field
Truanting

Just to clarify I was not damaged or a drug addict, I just really liked sex and money so at the time it made perfect sense!

Dontpanicpyke

I'm always disappointed that the kids round here have never rearranged the village sign to read "I am a Wanker" which they could do with very minor alterations.

Nobody's nicked the Beaver Close sign in years either. Kids today, eh?

Nothing really. I know it's not a nice thought but I guess she'll get up to similar stuff. And that's fine with me - as long as she's consensual to it.
I drank by 12/13 - nights out in the city by 14.
Never really smoked. Probably had about 3 and a half cigs in my smoking career.
Drugs. Lots of drugs. Not that I took them often but I've tried most things other than Heroin. 14-18 years old.
Lost my virginity at 14 to my first love. No regrets. Had a fair amount of sexual partners. Mostly consensual apart from one ex who I've come to realise forced me into sex - and I've started to realise lately that he probably raped me.
I was good in school and got fairly good grades somehow. Often went in to school hungover beyond hungover.
I remember one night when I was 15 going to a VERY dodgy pub with a friend. We ended up passing out outside and a taxi driver rooting through our bags to find ID and a home address for us. Apparently my dad had to help him carry us into the house once he found my address. We'd spent a grand total of 6 pounds each that night. Very lucky nothing happened to us. I maintain we must have been spiked. I was ill for 2/3 days.

I'm happy for her to do most things as long as she's confident to say no and never gets forced into anything.

She's not allowed Heroin or to do Ouija boards. They're my only hard and fast rules.

I did the old 'tell your mum you're staying at mine and I'll tell mine I'm staying at your's' trick a few times and we stayed out all night taking acid.

It would horrify me if my kids did that!

Went in the car with my boyfriend who was over the limit and definitely not fit to drive, but I although it concerned me hugely and I knew it was dangerous and wrong, I also knew that:

1. My mum would not have come to get me, she couldn't be bothered

2. it was in the days pre-mobile phone so i couldn't have phoned anyone to fetch me anyway

3. I never had the money to get a cab home if I was stranded somewhere with only him to rely on to get me home.

So it seemed like the least worst option at the time.

The one thing that terrifies me about my hypothetical DC is the Internet. At 14/15 my friends and I were talking to total strangers in chat rooms when it was all a/s/l then requests to sext. It was a laugh to us then but God knows who we were talking to. Similarly the stuff I was saying in texts and on MSN to boys from a young age as it just never occurred to my parents then to monitor my phone or net usage. They didn't know how to switch the computer on or work a mobile phone!

Got married.

Pardonwhat

It's weird, I'll let them do anything but no fucking way will I let them have a Ouija board in the house.

They just give me the creeps and I had a really bad experience with one once.

Injecting a diabetic friend who was pissed and stoned after giving her a blood test as she thought she was a bit hypo. Turned out the blood sugar was off the scale. Rather than calling an ambulance or some kind of medic thought it made more sense to give her insulin as that would avoid any paperwork as we were on a Scout camp at the time.

The leader did look up and ask what was happening but seemed to think I had it under control.

It all ended OK but it could have resulted in so much more paperwork...