What was your childhood like?

Somewhere between "awesome" and "wasn't that bad".

I loved the childhood I had, and while it may not seem awesome to others, it's definitely the happiest I've ever been. We were in the middle income bracket due to both my parents having multiple jobs and I cannot thank them enough for everything they did for me then and even now. Every holiday and birthday was celebrated, my siblings and I were put through good schools and we were given the opportunity to do whatever we pleased. Too bad, as a kid, all I wanted to do was play outside in the park and climb trees rather than learn an instrument or dance Ballet.

It was amazing. Until I turned 9 and moved to America.

We were poor as hell, dirt ass poor. I had no idea as a child, my parents worked together to burden all of the stress and never let it show. They raised me to the best of their financial abilities and I have absolutely no complaints about my childhood.

Right after I left for college my mother cracked, became an extreme alcoholic, and very violent. My biggest regret/guilt in life is that my little brother was stuck there with her and I just ran away, leaving him to deal with it. He is the one that can complain about childhood, I have no reason too!

I'm sorry to hear that you went through so much as a child. I hope you have found a happier place now, and not let it affect you too much!

I have some happy memories.

I had a pretty great childhood with a very loving family. When I reached age 19 however, I spontaneously suffered a severe stroke, which has made me wheelchair-bound. It really hurts seeing others achieving all kinds of shit in their lives, while I'm stuck. I now often contemplate killing myself.

my life was so complicated and full of drama i could write a book about it and get paid a ton of money. even though a lot has happened i do not let it affect me, im my own person and i choose not to be a victim. Now im happily married to my best friend now and i have two beautiful kids so lifes pretty perfect. :)

Exactly the same.
And still is.

My childhood was the best until my family fell to pieces. It was the happiest I've ever been in my life.

I really don't know how I would go about rating it. My problems were caused by me being stupid, I feel it'd be petty for me to complain about them.

Mine was pretty bad but I always made the best of my situation or at least tried to.

It's been horrible... It probably wasn't as bad as what other people had to go through, but it's still pretty high up there...

My childhood was pretty awesome. Meet some friends and school was generally not that bad.

I once found myself surrounded by friends who all suffered some form of abuse in their childhood. As they compared notes, one of them looked at me and called me weird for not experiencing childhood trauma. I'm still not sure how to take that. My childhood was good for the most part, but that doesn't mean there aren't things about it that still haunt me. But it shaped me into who I am today so I can't complain.

Other than the bullying at school (and puberty which we all must suffer through xP) mine was pretty good.

I cried everyday in the shower. XP

My childhood consisted of being poor. My family was constantly moving from one place to another, so I never stayed in the same school for long. I was always being bullied over something stupid like my toilet phobia, my hair(had a fuckload of breakage at the time and would stick up), or something as simple as accidentally stepping on someone's sneakers. It wasnt all bad though. My older sister and I were always unsupervised by our parents, so we would get in trouble doing stupid things little kids shouldn't be doing and we would go to places in town little kids shouldn't go to. Life's a lot better now then it was back then.

Alcoholic father, pedophile uncle, mentally unstable uncle, drug dealer, abusive, murderer step father, mother's psychotic boyfriend, couldn't go to specific locations due to family connection "enemies", psychotic drug dealer stepfather trying to hunt my family down for half my life, and other things I won't mention.

To be honest, I can't say I care or was effected by any of it.

Lonely, empty, i didn't talk until i was four, doctors thought i was mute. I wouldn't make friends, wouldn't smile, wouldn't like to be hugged...I had a nice family but i was a fucking weird, quiet child. Mom said if the front door was open i'd just walk out down the street and keep on walking. I only remember bits of this now though.

I don't like to talk about it.

I don't wanna talk about it.

Okay, here it goes:

My dad constantly beat up my mom in front of us.
The police were always at our house.
She decided she couldn't take it anymore so she left him...and her children.
I had very verbally abusive "friends" who would put me down constantly.
My dad began bringing lots of girlfriends home to live with us and this is what they were like:
Girlfriend #1:Called us gross, dirty, and barely spoke to us.
Girlfriend #2:Called us thieves
Girlfriend #3:Refused to let us eat, shower, and use the bathroom. Didn't let us use Qtips (weird) or towels. Would call us B*tches, fat, ugly, stupid, dirty. Threatened to get her brothers to kill us. We told my dad everything but he didn't want to leave her. In fact, he suggested he move into another house with her and leave us.
Girlfriend #4:Actually really nice. Unfortunately, she was too non dramatic for my dad and he left her soon.
Girlfriend #5:A really, really, really quiet and shy woman we barely knew who he had a baby with.
Girlfriend #6: Never met this one but he had a baby with her too.
Girlfriend #7: My dad got a girlfriend who is four years younger than his eldest daughter. She is PSYCHO.