What subjects do you not talk to your parents or some other very close family members about?

My thoughts. All the sicks things in my head.

I usually don’t get into details of my sex life either.I can’t imagine why they would care anyway.

I tell my mom everything.

She’s the best. Love you mom!

I won’t talk about my writing.

Lots.

Anything personal.

Sex.

Math and Science, they are definitely not smarter than a 5th grader.

Nothing. There is nothing that I can’t talk to my parents or my siblings about.

I can’t discuss politics with my mom, or my dad’s sobriety with either of them. And I won’t discuss anything bordering on politics or culture with my grandmother because everything is a symbol to her of the decline of American culture because we have a Kenyan Muslim President who won’t even blah blah blah.

Oral sex, calculus, statistics and Monica Bellucci, to name a few, in no particular order.

Sex. My tattoo. Pretty much everything important.

I can talk about almost anything. I can discuss politics, religion, linguistics, friends, relationships, even partying/alcohol usage. I could talk about sex, but I choose not to because it’s embarrassing for me to discuss that with family members, especially since I don’t have any homosexual relatives who could really relate to it on the level that I do.

Religion. My mother knows I’m Buddhist, which pains her greatly, but she has no idea exactly how Buddhist I am. She would be quite overwrought. She may suspect as much, so she doesn’t probe too deeply, and I don’t see any need to bring it up. We live very far apart, which makes it all easier.

In my family its not so much a matter of what I or we don’t or won’t talk about, it is more why would be talk about THAT? If they would ask I probably would tell them but our family is pretty discreet and respectful.

Pretty much anything outside of the weather, food, and possibly what we’ve been reading, so long as it’s something boring and uncontroversial, like whatever’s on the New York Times best seller list. Ooo, and pets. Pets are largely safe. Although, really any topic can turn into a horrible fight.

Politics, religion, sex.. You know, all the usual suspects.

Most things aside from my health and any little things that make up my weekly schedule like work and events. It’s not that I can’t talk to my mom, I just choose not to and prefer it that way.

I don’t talk religion. The vast majority are AME or Baptist, and fervent believers. A couple are “spiritual but not religious”. Only one of them knows I’m atheist.

I don’t talk “the condition of our people”. Remember the movie CB4, where the one rapper was like, I’m black, y’all, and I’m black, y’all, and I’m blackety-black, and I’m-black, y’all!? It’s kind of like that with them. I told my uncle my favourite show was Monty Python, and he raged about England and English Imperialism for almost an entire Thanksgiving dinner. He didn’t shut up until I told him, “Look, if I get stopped by a racist SOB, I’m well aware they aren’t going to ask if I’m an Anglophile before they want to start some shit.”

I don’t talk sex. Ain’t none of they business, never mind their reactions, and their stuff ain’t my business. I don’t want to knooooow!

Nothing, I have no sex life to hide from them…. except that I do my deeds secretively but thats personal. Other than that I have no secrets.

My steamy romance with Pippa Middleton.

@Trojans40 I’m with you on that one. I would never be able to talk about my sick thoughts with my family. Unless… it was my mom… tied up and gagged… being forced to hear my every though…

The girth of my trouser snake is, more or less, a no fly zone. Only the wife, myself & Lottie the saucy Swedish temptress from below stairs are involved in those conversations ;¬}

Anything besides heterosexuality, sex, tattoos, piercings, me not living at home.

@Facade – Really, you not living in their house squicks them out? That’s too bad. :(

@aprilsimnel Oh yea. My mom will get all sad and passive aggressive, and my dad just gets aggressive…

@Facade – Aw. It’s hard for some parents to concede that it’s time to let go and allow the relationship with their children to mature. Hang in there. It’ll change. /thread derail

I was abused as a child. My mum knows this and she knows that I know, she knows did I put the comma in the right place? but we never discuss it. She is more uncomfortable with it than I am and if she wanted to, I would happily talk aout it with her. Where I learnt to deal with the pain it has caused me, she couldn’t.

They don’t know and I won’t talk to them about my bipolar disorder. We don’t talk about sex, money (with one exception), relationships of any kind, my brother’s situation, relationships, psychology, planning for old age (except they did tell me where all the information about the accounts are), what kind of arrangements they want when they start to get unfirm (except my father expects us to euthenize him) and relationships.

I’m not exactly sure, but I think I see a pattern there.

I don’t like to talk about social issues or politics with my dad at all. He hates gays and Democrats. We get along fine but we don’t talk about those things too much. I also don’t talk with either of my parents about sex. A couple weekends ago my dad was constipated, and he was joking around about it. Then out of the blue a little while later he said he sure wished he could get his Erectile Dysfunction fixed. I told him he was gross and I really didn’t need to know about that. Mom was just staring at him. He says What? What? I need to crap! I have Erectile Dysfunction. Mom told him that ED meant he couldn’t get a, in her words, “hard on”. I was grossed out and laughing so hard. He thought it was Rectile, I guess and to him that meant rectum. It’s not clear to me. Then dad kept telling me, about 20 times he didn’t have any trouble in that department, no problems in the front, just the back. I finally told him to shut up before I died.

Incest. I don’t want to embarrass Sis, for fear she’ll stop putting out.

@Leanne1986 You didn’t need a comma. :)