Does anyone blame their parents?

I had a friend, who was the only one that I told about my illegal status.
Her mom loved me to death, and even tried to adopt me.. but the one thing that bothered me was that she always expressed her anger towards my parents. She felt bad for me, but she kept saying how it was my parent's fault and that they should've thought about my future before bringing me to the US illegaly. I never said much, but still, it really pissed me off because I believe that they WERE THINKING OF MY FUTURE. They did it to keep me from going hungry, to be able to survive, to be able to get my mom healthcare so she could live. They did it to make sure that I didn't end up broke, living in a shack in Mexico, with a dead end job, making what my dad made before he came to the US, 13 years ago-- $4 per day.
Even through all the crap I've had to go through, not being able to drive, go to college, travel with my school, get a good job, well the list goes on.. I still do NOT blame my parents. They did what was best for me.. I know it. And I know that even though this situation sucks, I'm better off that I would have been if we never would've come here. My mom was dying of cancer, my dad couldn't feed us, we lived off my relatives,.. How could he have done anything?
He decided within one week of being asked if he wanted to come to the US that he was going to do it. He saw it as an opportunity to survive, and to give us a better life.
I would NEVER blame my parents.
I wonder how anyone could ever do that. Does anyone actually blame their parents?

Well, it's great we have so many stories. That's what makes our experiences unique. We have people who have had their parents drag them here at a young age, reject them for being gay, and these young teens practically did not know how to survive. Maybe they were abused, saw domestic violence in their homes and against themselves but when the cops came knocking, had to keep quiet and protect their abuser instead of themselves.

It makes for an entirely different experience. So while 'blaming' isn't the answer, there are certainly a myriad of interconnected issues that may give one a very interesting perspective. Still, it is not something that is part of the official discourse we have adopted -- what our parents did for us and why is not up for debate and discussion when we do panels, workshops and presentations. The problem isn't immigrant youth and our parents; it is the antiquated and broken immigration system.

Ever think:
The same lack of fair immigration laws and enforcement that goes along with it, that prevents us from living up to our potential leaves the door open for thousands of other new undocumented immigrants to improve their lives.
It might seem like a backwards way of thinking but it's just one way to look at things.

"Earth provides enough to satisfy everyone's need, but not enough to satisfy everyone's greed." – Mahatma Gandhi

I see why you wouldn't blame your parents.

But we all have different stories, therefore mine is different from yours.
Yeah, I blame my mother.

She sent me here against my will (I actually didn't wanna come in the first place), but she kicked me out of the house after I tried committing suicide. I was thirteen.
My older sister was already here, so she brought me so I'd be away from my mother and the horrible influence she was having on me.

My sister was also another one who KNEW about her illegal status, and who could've done something for me when I first came, and when I was still legal, but didn't. She just let the time pass until it was too late to do anything.

My biological father had nothing to do with anything (I never lived with him in my life), and my step dad came to the U.S. a year after me so I'd be able to finish High School - and ended up with the same immigration problems as me.

I actually had a chance of being here legally, maybe even a citizen by now, but thanks to the carelessness of my family members, I'm now having the hardest time of my life, and might even end up without a future.

Thanks, mother.

Wow, yeah.. your story is definitely different. And you have plenty of reason to blame your mom.
Of course, there are those cases where parents abuse their children, etc. where children should blame their parents, legal or not. But what I mean is just regular people who were brought to the US illegaly because their parents couldn't afford to live in their country. Can you really hate your parents for taking you out of that situation? I know I can't.
I feel lucky to be here, even though I go through crap on a daily basis since I can't do regular things, like working, college, etc.. but still, I'm glad I'm here. And I'm thankful for what my parents did because I know it was their last resort.
And I didn't want to come here either. haha. I was eight years old and my parents almost let me stay with my grandma in Mexico because of how badly I didn't want to come. Now, I thank God every day for allowing me to be in such a great country, even though it's not that great to me at the moment. haha.

Blaming our parents is an ugly idea. They came here for a better life, not to torture you with this Dream Act dilemma.

the reason i blamed my mother in the past is because my mother and her sister came here before me and my cousin then we were brought here the same way illegally of course but right now my lil cuz is a citizen going to school and has his life set cause my aunt did everything necessary for him, my mom didn't i still love my mom i just wished she did the same as my aunt, but c'est la vie.

While it isn't our fault that we're in this situation, there's not much that we can change about it. No parent (I hope) would intentionally put their children in a position where their freedom will be limited. Blaming others just prevents us from focusing on the present or the future. That's why I try not to blame anyone. I personally don't blame my parents for my situation because I've seen how hard they worked and the sacrifices that they've made along the way.

not at all. i actually thank them. even though im illegal, i appreciate the fact that they brought me here. many doors opened for me, even though the gates are close. who knows? maybe i would be dead in my "native" country.

There has been times where i do get angry at my parents and blame them for not at least saving for my future. But i know that they did come here for a better future and even though i don't tell them this, I'm thankful for being here and having the chance of being educated and being a better person. I know that if i had stayed where I was born i would've been already married and with tons of kids. It makes me want to throw up just thinking how different my life would have been.