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Email of the Day: I Got Kicked Out of My Own Room

By Dr. Laura on January, 12 2021
Email of the Day: I Got Kicked Out of My Own Room

I was a strong-willed teenager, and I am so thankful my parents chose to parent me instead of trying to be my friend. I grew up very privileged with nice things, and I went through a phase in which I was not making my bed, hanging up my clothes or keeping my room clean.


One evening, I heard my mother coming up the stairs, and I quickly threw everything that was out of place under the bed, hidden by the bed skirt (or so I thought). She came into my room, looked around, peeked in the closet and without a word, went back downstairs. She returned a few minutes later with a black trash bag and saying nothing, reached under the bed and scooped up every article of clothing and put it in the trash bag.


I was then informed that I was being kicked out of my very nice room and was to sleep in the small guest room, and that I would be on the hook for doing my laundry until I demonstrated an appreciation for all that my dad worked hard to provide us. They didn’t donate my clothes, but she and my dad priced out each item in the trash bag, and I had to buy them back using money I had earned from babysitting and other odd jobs. Years later, when I tell this story, I receive horrified looks, but now that I’m in my thirties, I look back on that experience as one of the more defining points of my adolescence. I only hope I will be as bold with my children when I have them as my parents were with me.



I Got Kicked Out of My Own Room



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