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That I cannot. This is a little dark, but I grew up with psychical abuse from my parents. I never did feel comfortable around my parents. They were always in bad moods, and took out a lot of stuff on me. Sometimes after I got out of the shower, my dad would be walking by my room, and on more than one occasion, he would grab my penis and ask if it ever grew. It really made me feel uncomfortable. I'm not really sure if I was sexually assaulted because I don't know much about that, I've always wondered though. The physical abuse was worse than anything. My parents would throw things at me, strike me with a variety of objects, usually whichever object was closer, a knick knack, a book, one time a bottle bleech. I just never knew. It got so bad, I ran away numerous times. I was on the street as a teen for a while until I got caught, and then ended up in foster care. I felt safe when I finally got placed, but I felt bad for a lot of the other ones. A lot of suicidal teens in the foster system. This one girl and I made a suicide pact once. Yeah, trauma kinda throws off your judgement on your life choices. We both found help eventually, and even dated for a short time She was a really kind soul, and really pretty. I miss her.
I try not to let my childhood stick around in my mind, but sometimes the PTSD is just there. Then there was all the abuse for my narcissistic aunt. My father died a few years ago, but my mother still living, living somewhere in upstate Ohio. She didn't even know I was homeless last year, that's how much she cares about me and stays in contact with me, but I shouldn't complain. I'm an adult. There's my dark childhood though! Nowadays my mind is all over the place!
that seems to me sex assualt.
I meannnnn, I think when it comes to viewing an overall experience in a large given timeframe, we need to break it down.
1. Were both parents present in you growing up? If yes, great!
2. Were you abused by your parents physically or otherwise? No? Great! A chunk of your life, well at least you had shelter and were fed I guess.
I can go on, but my point is, is that if you break down anyone’s childhood, surely they’ll find something to point out and say, “ohhh this happened to me, so yeahhhh not a great childhood”.
If I recall mine, I was molested for many years, had a dad who did meth and barely paid attention to me and a mom that didn’t know it for many years, had heart problems and then surgery to fix it towards the end of my teen years.
But overall? I had shelter, I had tons of toys growing up, we went to theme parks occasionally, road trips once in a while, and most of all, I was loved by both parents.
Even regardless of my dad not spending much time with me, the time we did spend, I’ll forever cherish it. Heck I didn’t even know he was on drugs until my sister was born (sister with step mom).
And my mom, she did her best despite constant sickness and fatigue (doctors were insanely incompetent at Kaiser)
So yes, I would say my childhood was mostly good. Perfect? No, no one has a perfect childhood, not that I’m aware of at least
I had a very hurtful traumatic childhood, I’m 40 now and it’s still hurts haven’t truly healed. My mother was a very mean mean person, would hit us with the telephone cord or belt for no reason, never showed us any love or attention, never allowed to play with dolls, while married she was out cheating on my father for years and that’s something my sisters and I have been holding on for years. She was with this other man from the time I was 4-16 she got pregnant with my youngest brother 26 now but disappeared on this other man while he always provided her with luxuries and money all the time.
How can you look at your dads face knowing all this truth. But I promised myself this year I will tell him the truth. They are no longer together but have a good friendship, she cheated again after so many years but always plays the victim like poor me etc she’s a narcissist. My dad was always the provider, always made sure all 5 of us kids had food on the table and clothes etc while mom was out there doing whatever she wanted to do. But after so much therapy and listening to podcast and reading and doing self work I have learned a lot on my own, I have learned to love me completely and not settle for anyone.
your life wasn't hard enough. people who have suffered backgrounds dont carry their package as you do forever..
Tony Robbins's mom poured bleach down his throat so he wouldn't leave.
She would beat him until he bled. Look at the guy today and how joyful and amazing he is.
And he almost never bothers telling people about his past.
people with true suffering don't talk about their past. people with inconveniences like you always openly tell the whole world about it.
Or maybe they learned to deal with it or just maybe they've learned to hide it. I've got pains similar to hers and I'm still dealing with it now. Anyone who sees me doesn't see the pain, but rather a happy and cheerful woman.
Maybe different people deal with things differently, I've known another person who's been abused as a kid who regularly takes crack has been in and out of prison.
I agree! We can make the changes IF we want to. Many chose to be victims.
We all go through sufferings and challenges in life. What is the point of dwelling on the pain/hurt. We can do this forever or we can make the changes to not be that again!
I am teaching my daughter to take these words out of her “dictionary”.
Can’t. It’s annoying.
Our thinking/attitude begins within.
You CAN turn your life around IF you want to.
@19magic Everyone has a story.. Everyone thinks that they had a hard life and 99% didn't. Sitting down with someone and having a meal with them will show who had a hard life.
Just people dont like to accept it. Because when a woman says something. people like and go Aw im sorry to hear that blah blah.. and that phony feeling pity doesn't work and does NOT heal the person. And the person feels as they need to keep telling people about their so-called hardish. In reality, is when you tell your problems 80% dont care (Even if they do) and 20% glad is YOU! and didn't happen to them.
ANd one of the universal laws you attract what you think and talk about. Guess what happens when you go BOO DOO ME.. this me.. that me you GET MORE OF IT. in your life.
I dont have a 90% success rate with my clients because I talk out of my a22.
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I do agree - in part, of what you say, but I don't agree wholeheartedly. My dad's got a philosophy similar, aka dwelling on my past isn't going to get me anywhere, so I just look at the future and stop caring about the past, I'll never forget but I'm not going to dwell on it. His other thing is everything that happened bad or good has lead you down a certain path, to the one you're on now. Had one thing been different, the life your living the path your on would have been completely different and not necessarily for the better.
Which I understand and totally get, it's because of him I locked all my emotions about the past away (I never spoke about it with anyone). That worked until I was 16 and doing my GCSEs, when I was really stressed out all these memories from the past came out of nowhere. Everything I locked away, put in a bottle, all came into the present and that happened constantly until I spoke to someone about it essentially broke the bottle and after 3/4 years I managed to sort out all the residential emotions for good. Now it's just my past and for the most part doesn't bother me or hurt me anymore.
As for people telling me their problems I've always cared and not once thought thank god it didn't happen to me and since 80%+20%=100%, immediately that statistic is wrong. I either sympathise with them or if I believe it'll help, I would give them constructive advice.
And surprise, surprise, when I have told people about being abused or starved, almost raped, almost killed. That's never happened a second time outside of the original instances. So no can't say I've gotten more of it in my life.
@MJtheCoach Clients? You mean people actually pay you to yell at them and belittle their personality?
@MJtheCoach I’ll be an ass here and say he sure has a dazzling smile.
You and I both know there’s a gender difference when it comes to voicing their story. But everyone has limits and eventually it leaks out. It’s a natural response to get emotional and eventually cry out for help if one feels they don’t have control.
I used to have that same attitude as well. The strong, silent type. But it ended up doing me more harm than good on a major decision because I was so used to “sucking it up” on every little thing, like I was invincible.
Some of those people you mentioned, they’re not as self-reliant as you might think. For most people, “overcoming” means receiving help from someone who took a chance on them. Mostly when it comes to employment. Many are too scared to take that risk. As you said, many don’t want to hear about people’s problems. ESPECIALLY if they’ve suffered more or if they can relate to them. People in comfortable positions don’t want to see themselves in the eyes of those who suffer, it scares them.
@Paris13. What are you sorry about, though? Did you explicitly do something? Apologizing for something that you’re not guilty of can sound like you don’t really care or you’re glad it’s their problem and not yours. Or, there is nothing you can do about it and you just don’t want people to suffer. Which perspective is it? I hate the same apologetic bull shit I get from tech support dudes from India trained in customer support. It’s fake. Feigned. Hollow. Most people want solutions. There’s a gender difference here when women will complain “I don’t want you to fix my problem, I want you to listen.”. That is annoying. The difference between being polite and being kind. At the same time, what can you really do? You’re just one person and you don’t know most of us personally.
This is partly what @mjthecoach was talking about.
I think it's more the last part, there's really nothing you can do about it but you're simply saying I'm sorry for your suffering. Anytime I've said I'm really sorry but there's nothing I can do to help you, I don't just then switch to the next task like a robot. I normally take a five/ten minute break where I feel so terrible about being unable to help these people, sometimes to the point of tears cause they're begging me for help and there's really nothing I can do. That to say I don't care or I'm glad that their situation isn't mine, simply isn't true.
I tell my story for one of two reasons: to help people out who are in similar situations, so far I've helped two people out massively so they don't fall so much in their trauma and are able to avoid the fallout I went through. Which is why quite a few recovered alcoholics are the ones doing AA, and a fair few recovering druggies help out in rehab. Because they feel sorry and want to help out, by sharing stories and not feeling all alone can help with.
Or the second reason is I have a few lingering, quirks, let's call them, which is partially or mostly to blame from the things I've suffered. Only by realising that I can then move on and improve those quirks/ insecurities.
@19magic I'm not picking up on any quirk. I do have a few regrets of not helping people in times of need.
One of my good buddies once needed help on paint job. On the way to the site, he decided to ask some homeless man under an overpass to come help him finish a job. The guy said he wasn't really looking for work and turned it down. It's something to think about.
I'd always rather give people good advice if I can. It's more useful than apologies. Sucks telling people "No, I can't or don't know how to help."
Yes I do have a happy childhood. I was lucky to have educated mom, educated family, who always encouraging us to do good, to take part in various activities to try doing various art. I had loving protective healthy environment with the reasonable freedom wherever is necessary for growth. I must say I feel very lucky about it.
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Absolutely! I had a puppy and a great mountain bike and we'd go out in the woods for hours together.
Yes, I can say I had a happy childhood. I had two parents who loved me very much and constantly told me that. They were tremendously supporting and kind. Only one parent had a job. My dad worked and my mom was a stay-home mom. When my sibling and I came home from school there was always someone there. Lights were on, the smell of dinner cooking, my mom asking us how our day (school) was, etc.
My parents were frugal so we didn't do anything over the top, but they at least took us camping every summer and they always made our birthdays and all the holidays feel special. Our home had at least one pet at all times if not more. There was usually a family dog and then me and my sibling each got a cat. My parents would take us to church every Sunday. We were very active at our local church. It was certainly a stable life.
My sibling and I weren't living in luxury, but we had a good wholesome childhood. Through my parents, teaches, and pastors I learned discipline, work ethic, and valuing/respecting others including myself. You only get out of life as much as you put into it... that is something I was taught and learned by watching those around me.
With all that said, I find it extremely troubling that the media and activist are constantly attacking the nuclear family structure. As well as high tax rates and inflation are causing more families to have two working parents out of necessity not by choice. Our children are also losing their innocents at a younger age and at an alarming rate. I'm not trying to be dramatic here, but unfortunately less and less kids will experience a happy childhood if our country continues down this destructive path.
I was lucky. I had a great childhood. Grew up on a farm. Every day I got home from school (when I went to school in the last few years) I would just hop off the bus, saddle up my horse and go riding with my best female friend for hours. Had room to do whatever I wanted. I could disappear into the paddocks all day and nobody cared.
I never went without anything that I needed. I certainly didn't get most things I wanted, which taught me the value of working towards getting something I wanted.
At the time I didn't like it as much because most of my friends lived ages away (very rural) and I couldn't go to most parties etc, but looking back there is very few minor things I wish were different.
I was very very lucky and had the best childhood I could imagine
Yeah I surely did, my father works for the federal government my mom worked for the law. She took a decade off of her career to raise us. We've been across North America for different times by the time I was 13.
The only girl of six I grew up as a tomboy chasing the frogs and snakes more than I grew up wearing makeup so I know more about cars and home repairs than my yyoungst brother does.
The last house that I owned I flipped it within 4 hrs. My real estate agent knew somebody was interested in such a property and they offered 50, 000 over the asking so that it never got to the market because market was hot 🔥. That investment knowledge is why I have never bought a home with a mortgage, it's all in cash.
And my profile age is wrong I'm only 30
Absolutely!!! I was born into a rich family, dad was the CEO of a multi billion dollar company and mom was a doctor until she was forced to retire due to an accident that prevented her from working ever again. We were given everything we wanted no matter the price and trust me when I say, I was a complete and utter spoiled brat when I was younger. We also had 4 vacations per year, going to a different country every time. And I’m ashamed to say but I was also what you would call ‘a trust fund baby’, when I turned 18, I was given access to my trust account which had an 11 figure sum of money in it. I’m not trying to brag, I’m just answering the question about having a happy childhood honestly.
Looking back I have to say that I did. We did not have lots of money but I had a lot of neighborhood friends and my family had a house near the ocean and I had a whole different group of friends there. I did a lot of things against these two back drops. It was a different world as well. It was a lot less crazy.
Which age range should I consider in the childhood?
I was born in Saudi Arabia and was there for 3 years. It was probably the best time of my life (yes I do recall a lot of things from there).
We came back to India in 2002 and since then there have been ups and downs.
School was... meh... not really something I want to remember. Then in 2018, I got into college. The next two years were amazing (I'd say next 4 years, but COVID messed it up. Still 2018-2022 was the best period of my life since I moved to India).
Now after mid 2022, when I graduated, my fortunes decided to take a nosedive. And I'm tired of it in general. I have lost the will to make things any better. Even if something is bad, I let it be. I don't have the enthusiasm to fix something that's broken.
That's how it is now. It's been a year and a half. Just dealing. But this certainly isn't childhood. This is adulthood 🙂
Not really, don't wanna go into details and explain my life story, not that i mind but its quite a lot to write about. Long story short not a loving family, no family dinner together, no i'm proud of you or i love you, kinda does a number on your psyche as you grow up but its ok, could be much worse. People (including your family) always teach you either how to be or how not to be. I'm glad i watched and became better as a person towards others
I had a very happy childhood. It only got weird when I had to rebel against my dad's inflexible attitudes about clothing and hair styles when I reached adolescence. Fortunately, my mom was supportive (of me) and my dad was merely disapproving. He and I stopped being best buddies and I learned to distrust authority.
But I continued to have a really happy life in high school, my 20s, and beyond.
Yeah, I think on paper my childhood sounds bad, but it actually was not.
I think a big portion of that was due to the fact negative things in my life I didn't see as negative, but it was just a "it is what it is" type of thing. I didn't know certain things were bad or something people were "supposed" to get upset over, so I didn't. That is something I think a lot of people need to revert to in regards to not getting upset at shit including myself.
No. Quit school at 14 to tend to my mom and the house and then moved out shortly after, got pregnant and got Severe post partum depression and it was terrible. I went into a coma and and had lots of concussions from being beat as a kid and I’m fairly slow now and forgetful. Didn’t finish grade seven and I’m not able to clue in with social connections and small talk is weird and unnatural for me
I remain positive and I’m a hard worker and wonderful mom.
Life happens sometimes but we gotta make the best.
Outside of some challenging bullies at school, I think I had a pretty fun childhood. Free time was always spent outside, it was a smaller town and seemingly safe. No worries about the ice cream man trying to kidnap you etc.
I did... But then had my parents come back in my 30s claiming they hated me, had my whole life, and started trashing it my life and my son's life, even though anyone who knew our family would say they were lying completely... They're just attention seeking now and are too wasted to go about it like a respectable adult
I grew up in a rougher neighborhood than I knew at the time. When a kid, you just don’t know what is normal. By early mid teens I was one of the problems I guess. When I was 12 my mom thought I would be the first American Pope. When I was 15 she just prayed that I didn’t go to jail. I was very happy in general though. Going into the Army National Guard and College as well changed my trajectory. But yeah, it was a lot of fun :D
I did not. I had undiagnosed ADHD and I was raised by extremely controlling parents. I was viciously bullied in grade school.
I have come to learn to forgive people though. It’s helps me heal and grow. But I can honestly say I did not overall have a great childhood at all.
Nope. I'm a twin.
Step dad was a nightmare. Our Bday is so close to Christmas his family would constantly forget about it.
We never had aBday party.
We were told we were the cause of all the parents fights.
There's a whole lot more. Like a lot.
Besides the abuse I've witnessed & experienced, it definitely wasn't too bad. For the most part, we were lower middle class. I have a lot of good memories I wouldn't have if I was not as fortunate.
Sure did. We lived in the country, had mountain bikes, motocross bikes, swam all the time, snowmobiles, etc.
We did lots of stuff as a family, summer trips, camping, fishing, etc.
Definitely not. I was bullied and my brother was killed in a road accident.
On the other hand, adulthood has seen me lose my right leg below the knee and half my left foot, require 4 hours CPR to resuscitate me during a 3 month coma caused by Covid - which I caught in hospital while being treated for the problem with my right leg that a different hospital had caused. And that's just the last 3 years.
Not a happy childhood, but I learned young that to survive you need a sense of humour.
If you'll excuse me I'm off to buy a parrot to match my right leg...
I had a wonderful childhood. I enjoyed everything about growing up. I never wanted for anything. I had everything I needed.
That is fantastic! We certainly provide for our children, and we think they're pretty happy, except when they're not :-).
That sounds like a great environment
We all get grumpy sometimes in our family, but as they have started to put a couple of years on, they seem appreciative of our efforts, and we are proud of theirs.
I did. There was trauma but there was also lots of quality family time and trips and exploring and fun with friends.
Those of the important experience is to hold onto! Let the bad shit drop off
I didn't really cause I got bullied for my looks/body in my early years but in my teens I have a really good teen hood because those same bullies now wish they looked like me even now my boobs when I was like 7-8 are bigger than a lot of the girls in my grade
? What does that mean?
For the most part, mine was very good and, frankly, looking back at age 60, I failed to appreciate how good it was... but it was similar for most kids of my cohort.
Parts of it were great. With dad on my ass about EVERYTHING, it was hard to say I had a HAPPY childhood!! It didn't help that a lot of people in school were always picking on me. Having pneumonia 3 times was no picnic, either!
With dad, no matter how hard I tried to please him, nothing worked!! One day, I came home from school and got on my bike to come over here (4 miles away) to hit the record stores and possibly visit grandma (this was her house until 24 years ago) and dad said he hoped I'd get hit by a car and killed!
Absolutely. Not just me, but 95+% of the people I grew up with. Good parents, good home, good school, good town... Sure I could list complaints, but they would be minor and subjective.
There were good times and bad times like any other child. Life was much simpler back then. Overall I had a good childhood
Not really being an only child isn't all it's cracked up to be. Especially at Christmas when you get monopoly and I had to be the dog car and top hat whilst everyone else is getting drunk
I think I had a happy childhood. It could be better but It was still Amazing.
I can. My childhood was very nice... and happy.
I'm glad you did Paris. Unfortunately I can't say that I had a happy childhood. I grew up seeing my parents fighting and I was bullied.
I had an amazing childhood. The best!! I had nothing growing up, and that helped to become who I am.
I only wish I had a happy childhood as Thou didst. My lack of popularity, parental divorce, violence, weirdness, autism (I learnt about it as a teen, though my mum did when I was sevenish), &c were good reasons why.
Compared to my adulthood, yes.
And to think at one time I thought , "Gee, I wish I was an adult so I could what-EVER I want to do". Boy - THAT Boat sailed- and sank!
It was good. Wish my mother wasn't a helicopter parent though. That's the only thing that made it hard. Besides just the run of the mill bad luck.
Lol... possibly
I want to say that my childhood lacked happiness
It's okay, honey, we just need to be happy now
my childhood was better than my adulthood anyway thats for sure
No, I hated everything about. My life didn't become tolerable till I was 14.
Yes… a lot of awsome, i was lucky w good family and values. Perfect… no
I had an absolutely wonderful childhood. I’m very sorry that you did not have the same.
If I didn’t add that apology-which I genuinely mean- six people are likely to read my comments and shout at me for being insensitive.
There were some problems and issues, but overall yes I did have a happy childhood.
No.
From the minute I was born it’s all been terrible
6 billion people on the planet and I was 1 of the Less than 200 born with a rare respiratory disease
I did. Raised on a small farm. At today’s standards. Usually had one dog and plenty to do. Work and playtime. Rode bicycle and went varmint hunting with my German shepherd.
I did. Grew up in a loving family in a small town. We ate supper together every night and went to church rvery Sunday. I was never really bullied and was a free-range kid.
Best time of my life... miserable the whole time :)
i sure did! unfortunately because i had a single mother she worked all the time and neither me or my brother could see her very often. other than this she always provided us with what we needed :)
yes, even in my teen years were life got real
My brother and I worked since we were 10 years old. We never had a childhood.
I have no complaints.
Sure it could have been better, but it could have been worse.
I can honestly say that I had a very happy childhood with so loving and supportive parents. May my age be added on theirs.
Compared to my adulthood, I'd have to say yes! And this realization has caused me to have a tremendous amount of respect for my dad!
Yeah mine was pretty good considering we were really poor but somehow my mom made it work and we still did things and went places
My childhood wasn't bad. It wasn't amazing, but it was very stable.
My adulthood is 100 times worse than my childhood.
God does not distribute his gifts equally and we’ll just leave it at that.
Yup. It was school redistricting for low income minorities when it started to suck.
Ehh I can. Obvi humans remember the worst more than the good. But I had excellent parents who took care of me AND a mentally handicapped son.
Besides being beat up by my teachers & mom all the time for laughing in school and not wanting to do my homework yaah.. then after age 12 no.
No. My childhood ended when my mom committed suicide when I was 10. I saw her dead on the ground, after free fall from 7th floor. (21 meters approx.)
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Not really. I spent most of my childhood developing clinical depression and complex PTSD.
my childhood itself was not happy. but oh well I still had a lot of good moments
It was happy when my parents weren't yelling at each other
Kinda. I was living in my own world. I'd say 75%
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