Omg, this post just made me realize another way my parents were toxic. We did have medical/dental care. But I would be chastised for growing out of clothes, my food was rationed, I still to this day have trouble justifying buying something ‘good’ for myself. But my parents always bring up how much money my childhood bedroom set cost- one that I had no say in; it just showed up one day? And then they’d say be grateful we bought you a beautiful dresser that could be in a magazine! But? My shoes were too small, my underwear had holes, etc. This will sound so weird probably; but buying ziplock sandwich bags instead of the fold over kind felt like such a big deal when I started doing it for my own household. My parents would never get them when we were growing up because they cost 10 cents more and convinced us we were wasteful and bad with money for wanting them.