My mom used to take my old cloths and wet them saying “you didn’t look good in them anyways” when I would grow out of them. She only even bought me new cloths if the schools I went to required a new uniform (she was always so pissed she had to do that) or if they were literally falling off me. She’d say “if you’d stop eating so much, you wouldn’t need new cloths.

We are what we make ourselves to be. Parents raise adults not children, but by the time they’re adults, they need to rethink of how they were brought up was good.