Yes, the title of this post makes me sound like an entitled little cow. I'm just feeling a bit sad and sorry for myself
As the eldest, my parents were very strict with me growing up. I dont think they had huge amounts of money, but they took "nothing is free in life" very seriously and installed in me a fantastic work ethic that I'm proud of today.
I still had treats on birthdays like most kids, but if I asked for anything in the rest of the year it was met with "what have you done to deserve it, nothing. You dont pay any bills in this house." I was working part time from age 12. Pocket money was a laughable concept and chores and housework had to be done after school or my privileges were taken away for weeks. The first thing my dad would say when he came in from work was "what housework have you done today." Not hello, how was school, etc. Time with friends also had to be earned.
I was pretty miserable as a teenager.
They did help out a bit with my wedding, which I am grateful for, but I feel only because of the social obligation and the way it looked with the in-laws. My husband and I were young and knocked up at the time and I could only afford the cheapest wedding package possible.
Anyway, recently I found out that my parents have been putting away alot of money for younger sister to go to uni. I'm talking thousands. My dad earns over the bracket for her to be entitled to a full bursary so she only gets half. (Or something like that.) They seem to have completely loosened up on their views, buying my sisters clothes and new shoes and there was never any pressure on them to work.
I feel sad because:
After crying for hours to my mum about feeling trapped with the new baby, (public transport was a rare thing where I lived) I remember asking my parents for a bit help with insuring my car (the only time I had ever asked for money, and I was asking for a loan not a gift) my parents said "why would we, you're not our problem."
I got all A's in my GCSE's at school and I feel like had I not been so desperate to move out and get away from my parents as a teenager I would have gone on to uni and then a good career. But instead I left home at 17 to work minimum wage jobs so I could afford a bedsit. (Although this did lead me to meet the love of my life and consequently father of my children.)
They never ask about how I am or what I'm doing now as an adult.
I know I sound bratty but after reading threads about pocket money and whether it's right for youngsters to have part time jobs I'm just feeling very bitter. That said, I am so grateful for everything I have and have had in my life. Definitely a bit of first world problems post!!