Losing Your Childhood
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Wow! what a life to live. Growing up at your age to watch CRONDLE VIDEOS! Don't miss out on the rest of your years!
I miss my youth I miss those bright summer days hanging with friends and enjoying life.
You can still do all that though. I know there’s more responsibilities as an adult but you can still achieve that.
@@clurgee4923 i guess one could at some degree but back then life was way simpler biggest worrys was just getting school work done.
@@canttouchthis6439 school not even that good bro trust me im in 8th grade and the work is so hard and everyone is bad
@@DracozNest I think the best parts of our childhood came before 8th grade. Not that such age is already beyond fond memories, but I'd say 8th grade is typically the start of a turning point in tone of life, with highschool being a lot more complicated, and differing from person to person.
At least you had friends
I miss when i didnt have a phone. Life was so fun when u were going outside, not just sitting on social media.
We moved my sister in to college and got back to day. But it don’t hit me when it was the last day of school. It wasn’t when she graduated form high school. It wasn’t when she played lacrosse on teamer field for the last time and winning states. It wasn’t when packed up the car with all her college stuff. It wasn’t when we cleared out her room. It wasn’t when we ate the last dinner at the table. It wasn’t when we woke up under our childhood roof for that last time. It wasn’t when we fought over who gets to shower. It wasn’t when we left the house. It wasn’t when we had our last dinner together. It wasn’t when we moved her in to her dormitory. It wasn’t when we hugged good bye. It wasn’t when we waved at each other through the window. It wasn’t when we drove home in a silent car. It wasn’t when we parked in our driveway. It wasn’t when I opens the door to our house. It wasn’t when I walked up the stairs. It wasn’t when I looked at her door. It happened when I walked in and saw the empty room with no personality. When I wasn’t screamed at to “leave me alone”. It hit me all at once. I sat down on her bare mattress and cried for the first time in years. I would never have her wake me up in the morning. Never have her pick out my outfit. Never again have her make me eat breakfast. Never have her drive me to school. Never have her pick me up form school and complain that I took to long. Never help her practice lacrosse in the back yard. Never fight over who showered first never have too call her name to get dinner. Never have her motivate me to study. Never have her watch a movie. Never play Wii with her and argue over if she cheated (which she always did). Never play golf or pickle ball and lose every time. Never have my dad say good night to her before me. Never say good night through the walls. Never have her on vocation and spend the whole time together. Never go to the pool. Never play cards with her. Never have her brake the tip off my rocket. Never watch her play lacrosse and dominate every time. Never live under the same house again. Never go into her room while our parents are fighting. Never have her make my day happy. Never have a loud house hold again. While sitting on the bed I realized that my childhood was over and it was time to goto high school and get a job and face the real world. I remember saying that I wish I never laid eyes on her again. And I hate her guts so much. And how the last weeks ahead was hear I was playing x box and telling her let’s do that tomorrow. But there was no tomorrow. I miss her more that anything right now. The house is sow quiet and I have no clue what to do tomorrow. Because she would plan our days. I now know that my childhood is now over. Remember the quote “Someday you will miss today”
Last year me, my sister, and my mom all moved to my moms new boyfriends house. I won’t explain what he did (nothing physical) but he did some bad stuff to her. We had to move again. But sometimes I wish that we didn’t meet him and I stayed in my childhood home. That house was the only thing I called home my whole entire life. That house was the perfect shade of light blue. That house had an amazing living room that had four open windows where the light would shine through. That house had a kitchen I would dance in as a kid, and make countless Christmas cookies in. That house had a dining room, where we would share our days at school and laugh about whatever came to our mind. That house had a big wonderful staircase that me and my sister would stay at the top and wait for my mom to finish setting up our Christmas gifts. That house had my room, and my room was the best thing that ever happened. That house had a backyard. That backyard had a swing set that my grandpa built himself. That backyard held the most vivid parties one can imagine. That backyard had an enormous tree that me and my friends would climb. That house had a beautiful garden that me and my grandma would plant flowers in. That house made me realize how lucky I am that I get to experience all these things. That house saved. My. Life.
Thank you crondle. One of my favorite ifunniers has given me an existential crisis. Very based
Bro watching this makes me feel so fucking old . My childhood ended 2 months ago and I’m trying to recover my younger self because growing up I didn’t have a mom figure in my life and me and my mom never had a bond but me and my dad did but it fell apart . I started living with my mom 3 years ago and I still do and it destroyed my mental health, so I didn’t have a chance to use the rest of my childhood because I got bullied for acting childish at my age. it got to me and now I never got the chance to feel my childhood because all I remember was not much. My parents got a divorce in front of me when I was 5 and my mom said she would rather take her boyfriends daughter she had for 3 weeks over me, now my step dads daughter isa drug attic and in a mental institution. I was holding my 2 year old brother and my 1 year old brother while I was crying my eyes out. There was a child therapist named cristiana who helped me out and gave me a few toys and told me that the same thing happened to her when she was 9. I now my mental health isn’t so great. My mom won’t let me get a therapist because she finds it attention seeking. that was my childhood and I’m crying so hard rn cause I wish it was better.
Holy shit 😭 and I thought my life was bad
just turned 18 a few weeks ago, felt like the world was gonna come to a halt and there would be some big finale or crossing the finish line moment. There wasn't, obviously, which has left me feeling confused and honestly not in a great space mentally. This video really and truly did help me calm down. Thank you Crondle.
Remembered my childhood while watching this, really struck me. Cried like never before after realising ill never be able to do the things i used to. Great video man
This is a great video, unfortunately I never had a childhood,due to some stuff i had to grow way too quickly, and I now want to nurture that lost inner child, but I can't.
1:57 this caught me so off guard. I've wanted to be a paleontologist since I was 5 and I've dedicated my life to pursuing it
I love your videos
This is excellent!
Such a solid and funny commentary video! All I can do is drop a sub 😂 Keep it up, great work man!
Thank you for the kind comment
@@Crondle It's such a creative video on a topic that we all think about! I make commentary videos too and it's actually given me something to think about for my own videos, so Thank you!
00:13 tendies reference
This was a great sequence of non sequiturs.
You just put words to the feelings I had about the video. It felt oddly unsatisfying, I was waiting for some kind of thing to tie it all together or come together in some cathartic way, but it just didn't seem to flow right and it ended like he just finished writing the rough draft of his script.
this video is a good video to watch
I have very few memories of my childhood because i am mentally ill and i have the memory of a rotting decrepid rancid old person
Great video:)
Hey thank you very much this video really really helped me i can't tell you how great full I am praying for your best life cazzz u guided me with ur video
good vid deserves to blow up.
stranger bringed me here
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Have you considered 👍
@@Crondle certainly considered
@@r.124have you heard of our lord and savior, the 👍
Did you not have a childhood?
@@asloii_1749 poorly structured essay