You will burn in hell for eternity and always as demons bite and eat your flesh from your body.

Don’t do drugs, don’t do sex, only bad people going to hell do that. Even the part about us being their biological children was framed as “can you believe what we had to go through?”, because evangelical Christianity is a hell of a drug itself.

Presumably, the teenage talks would have been different, if they hadn’t totally checked out of parenting at that point.

My mom found out I had mushrooms and asked if I was gonna do heroin

Not discussed, they assumed I knew, they were correct.

Just say no

Don’t do drugs

Don’t do sex

I’m indigenous Canadian and both my parents survived residential school in the 50s. Residential school for indigenous people back then was forced on us, especially for children where they were systematically abused by Christian missionaries. Mom was not so abused but dad was terribly traumatized to the point where sex and anything sexual or remotely sexual was forbidden. Just about everything in life to him meant burning in everlasting hell. Drugs were no different but less so.

So our indigenous Christian home just dealt with it all by forbidding everything.

How did it turn out?

I have seven siblings and we all ended up with alcohol and drug addiction by the time we were teenagers. I cleaned up early and I’ve been sober for 29 years, all my other siblings never fell off the deep end (thank God) but I’m the only one who got officially ‘sober’.

I didn’t have kids but everyone else in my family did before anyone was married. One of my younger brothers picked up the slack for me by having children with four women. I have over 40 nieces and nephews, some by the family, some brought in, some married in and others illegitimate.

We’re all one big happy family … but we’re all gonna burn in hell. Lol

Drugs: Never mentioned. There were anti-drug ads on TV 24/7.

Sex: Never mentioned. Well, by the time they got around to having “the talk” we asked them if they needed to know anything. Mom laughed, dad looked embarrassed, and that was that.

Basically Mr Mackey’s “drugs are bad mkay” speech.

As for sex, it was never talked about at all.

“I don’t really get why people get so up in arms about discussing it, but Sex is fun. Be careful though, those swimmers are persistent little fuckers.”

“Drugs feel good and you think everything is fine until one day you look up and realize it all went wrong years ago. I can’t stop you, but I really hope you’ll choose not to try them.”

I think both worked out well. I’m sex positive and I generally avoid drugs because it just isn’t worth the risk of finding that one substance that totally ruins my life.

Drugs: anything not prescribed by a doctor will lead a person to being a homeless crack addict. Marijuana is such a powerful gateway drug, don’t try it even once.

Sex: is for reproduction within the bounds of marriage. And even then, women won’t enjoy it unless they’re promiscuous sinners.

Non-existent

I was born in the 80s. Mom was a teacher, Dad worked in IT.

Both conversations were not especially made out to be a… ok listen carefully we’re going to talk about this now. They were not made out to be a big deal, just happened naturally.

It was part of everyday life, if the subject arised it was not ignored, we were kept up to date on news and when we hadl questions about any subject, we always had an answer, we were encouraged to think critically about subjects being politics, sex or drugs, didn’t matter.

At the time my country was going through a very serious drug crisis, so it was impossible to ignore.

Fortunately the decriminalisation of all drugs lowered the drug problem significantly, but I was in college at that point.

Neither sex nor drugs were ever discussed…at least not by my parents.

If you do this, invisible sky god will make your life terrible and you will rot in imaginary pain forever more after you die.

Me: so… Just like now?