30 People Who Went From Being Family To Having Absolutely Nothing To Do With Each Other

I knew a guy who was disowned...mainly for going to prison for spousal a***e/r**e, doing/selling d***s, getting a girl pregnant at 19, dropping out of school, and just being a dumb a*s.

He wasn't even invited to the funeral for the dad! 100% exiled.

However, his side of the story was that his family was cruel and the dad was a unrepentant womanizer. Whenever I questioned him about these cruel behaviors....nothing came up...no beatings, mental a***e, etc. They're just jerks who didn't understand why he needs alcohol to function or that the last outburst was just "the d***s talking".

He was fine without the d***s but when he started taking them plus alcohol....even I disowned him as a friend.

I went to a party at a friends house in high school and there was a girl from a different school there, not really sure where she "came from" cuz it was otherwise just like, my school friend group drinking, not an actual party. Anyway, she had the kid, blah blah blah, she ended up having another kid a few years later in her 20's and then gave the first f*****g kid up for adoption.. kept the newborn and gave up a 5 year old.. can't even imagine. I was never friends with her so idk the details between but it's hard to imagine anything could rationalize that.

I've never disowned a child, but my parents disowned one of their daugters.

She was very emotionally volatile, generally unstable, and very selfish. She most likely had schizophrenia and / or severe bipolar disorder. She could get very violent to the point where my parents were afraid of her.

Then again, she could also be a very nice person when she wasn't having an episode. Problem is, the bad outweighed the good and she wouldn't keep up with psychiatric help or medication -- despite her parents' help.

So, they cut her off. It had just become too much. To make it worse, she just refused to get herself together even after she had children -- which her parents wound up adopting.

Overall, it was just an emotional mess for everyone.

I regret it every single day. But the kid was a serious f**kup. I had to do it. haven't heard from him in 13 years.

My parents almost disowned me for stealing their pills and swapping them out with fakes. Worked for about a year until I got caught. And now I haven't touched pills in about 4 months!

I disowned my old man about 5 or 6 years back, for reasons I won't go into with my own account. I have no qualms with the fact that the next time I see him will probably be at his funeral.

I hope I'm never even *tempted*. My kids are young, but they're clearly not psychopaths and there's no mental illness in our families, so as long as they don't get into d***s, we'll be fine. I know how d***s can make people do horrible and evil things and, while I would help them pay for rehab should they want it, I'd probably have a limit to the a***e I could take before I cut them off and tell them to call me when they're sober.

My daughter will marry inside her own race or be disowned entirely. Will not help fund a wedding, will not provide any material support. If she cant afford college life that won't be my problem. Will not let her on my property, and I will take her out of my will. She knows this will happen. So if she chooses the bad path, she understands shes gone to me.

I didn't want to disown my child but he left me with little choice... He was constantly smoking w**d which was bad enough, and then one day he brought home his boyfriend... Then one day, he comes in and tells us all that he's an atheist. That was too much, he was supposed to be a role model to his younger siblings but he totally dropped the ball. Had no choice but to disown him.

Yes. It was about the hardest thing I have ever had to do. Our son was always a little weird, but we never thought it was this bad. He started off just shutting himself off from his normal friends at school and spending hours and hours playing video games. His grades only slipped a little, mostly c's, but that was normal for him. He then got into community college and started hanging around these kids who met up to play a block-building game together.

We have a very religious home, and our faith has played a major part in his life. He knew what our plans and expectations were of him. One Thanksgiving meal he brought one of his video game friends with him and finally came out to us. We couldn't take it. We had to cut him off from our family because we didn't want a cancer like that to reach his brothers and cousins. I think about him still, but I know it is right in the end.