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It's catharsis time! Get it out there and look at it! YEAH!

2007-02-20 06:17:35 · 30 answers · asked by Anonymous in Entertainment & Music Polls & Surveys

Thank you all for your stories. We are all survivers! Makes me feel less wierd and alone when I read everyone's comments. Thanks again.

2007-02-20 06:38:07 · update #1

30 answers

welll... lets see here... my dad was all hopped up on speed once, and my mom came to get me, he didnt want me to go so he held a gun to her head and told her if she ever tried it again he'd blow her brains out

awwww! Daddy loves me best!!

2007-02-20 06:21:36 · answer #1 · answered by Anonymous · 7 0

I was eight. We had just moved 100 miles from where I had grown up so far. Our Dad was out of town. It was a lovely warm spring day and my Mom let my older sister, brother and I walk to a nearby ice cream shop for ice cream. When we got home it started to cloud up. Then it got REAL nasty and a tornado was coming and we had to go into the basement. We watched the twister approaching but as it got closer and the house started to shake and the noise got deafening it suddenly swerved up and over our neighborhood. Been terrified of tornadoes every since and that was over 50 years ago.

2007-02-20 06:24:57 · answer #2 · answered by AKA FrogButt 7 · 2 0

1) I was 10 and had a temper tantrum in class. They sent me down to the Principal's office to be scolded. As the Principal was yelling at me from across the room (about thirty feet), I threw a pencil at him. The point landed in his left eye. I was suspended
from school for a week.

When I returned to school after my suspension, I applied for classes in archery. Now I am a master archer! I am so proud.

2) When I was a baby I picked my nose in my crib and our dachshund started barking at me. Yeah - I remember him barking at me.

And I still pick my nose!

We're all creatures of habit.

2007-02-20 06:43:56 · answer #3 · answered by bold4bs 4 · 0 0

When I was 9, I watched an episode of Batman (the Adam West version, of course) that ended in typical cliffhanger fashion.

I then moved to Wales and never ever saw the next episode. I don't know what happened. Batman and Robin could have been unmasked! I have no idea!

This torments me to this day.

2007-02-20 06:21:31 · answer #4 · answered by Anonymous · 3 0

Looking back, I can't say that I have any childhood trauma stories worth mentioning, let alone dwelling upon. Loving parents that are still there for me is all I have to say.

2007-02-20 06:59:56 · answer #5 · answered by Carl 7 · 0 0

The one time I went with my dad and actually had a baseball bat and ball in my hand to play with my uncle I was told not to swing the bat. I was 6 and I defiantly swung the bat to tease my uncle "36yrs" and I was drug down a driveway of gravel in shorts with my knees dragging to the porch. I picked out gravel from my knees for about a week and never had anything to do with my dad again.

2007-02-20 06:22:05 · answer #6 · answered by Karrien Sim Peters 5 · 2 0

Well we lived in a house that was on an incline so one day my sister and I snuck out the house and got into my dad's car and released the parking break. I got so scared I jumped out the car and rolled on the middle of the street and left my sister in the car. I was four and she was three. Very freaky.

2007-02-20 06:21:52 · answer #7 · answered by Anonymous · 2 0

Military Brat also, very traumatic. BUT what really stands out for me is when I found out there was no Santa Claus and I told my younger sister (who was 6 and actually already knew...I was 10) and my mother got SOOO angry at me for telling her!! My mom argued with me about it, asking how I could believe something like there's no Santa! She said "Some people don't believe in God either"! Funny, now I'm an atheist....

2007-02-20 06:25:47 · answer #8 · answered by Anonymous · 1 1

My mom and dad took me to Niagara Falls,and they wanted some pictures of me by the falls, so I was lifted up to sit on the railing while they took their photos. I was almost falling off, and shifting back and forth while still trying to hold on to the railing. It was quite traumatic, I am now, still afraid of heights, and I think that is where it all stems from. Thanks for letting me share my trauma.

2007-02-20 06:25:11 · answer #9 · answered by It's just me! 5 · 2 0

Are you asking if I am still traumatized? The answer to that is no.

If you want to know if someone beat me or molested me
the answer to that is yeah.

But I think that even by reliving the experience by writing what they did will just give them power over me again and I will not do that.

Thanks, good luck.

2007-02-20 06:21:21 · answer #10 · answered by neicee 3 · 3 0

We were so poor....but, my Dad said because we had a two-seater out house we were rich.

The rich girl across the street got Ken and Barbie dolls
I got Bob and Vickie dolls............moan!

The ugly trauma is left where it should be -- in the past!

2007-02-20 06:22:11 · answer #11 · answered by missellie 7 · 1 0

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