i don't know if this is what your looking for, but i would say my fathers role in my life has really helped me as a 22 year old female because i really do look for decent individuals to become involved with.
my dad's a smart man who has always made his vulnerabilities clear to me. whether it be his alcoholism (14years sober now BTW) or his concerns.
I know A lot ot of girls who don't have standards in relationships and it seems to come from low self esteem or the absence of a good male role-model. Makes me think about parenting a lot and how I want the same for my daughter (when the day comes not now! lol) I tend to not fall for just any guy with a good line or flashy smile. I really think about whether he is sincere and thoughtful. my dad definitely instilled the introspective side of me from being a reader and lecturer.
2007-03-08 19:39:50
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answered by Raquel 2
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Bringing home a school report card in which I achieved all A's, and every comment raved about what a good student I was. My father looked at it, and said "It should have been all A+'s. Next time do better" I suppose it was said to make me try harder or not get a big head, but all it did was make me realise that it would never matter what I did, it would never be good enough. So I stopped trying. I'm now 31, and it's turned out to be true - never in any of that time has anything I've done ever been good enough for any of my family.
2007-03-09 03:41:10
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answered by CheeseFest 2
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I come from an island state, and I'm terrified of swimming!
When I was small, my family used to go the beach, and bcoz there is this myth that people used to say in my country that the best way to teach a child swimming is to let him figure out in deep water. I remember my mum my sister, and I were in the sea with some tourists we had befriended on the beach, and the lady tourist wanted to teach me swimming using the same theory. She held me afloat while she took me to deeper sea, and she let me go just seconds before a huge wave splashed over and I was like underwater forever, out of breath, my mouth full of seawater, and finally I was able to resurface. I have never been terrified, and up to this day, I'm an islander who can't swim!
My mum sent us (sisters) to swimming classes at the sports complex swimming pool, but I was always living the terror in my mind, and wouldn't swim unless I could feel the floor. So, obviously swimming is more than being able to feel the floor..I have never been able to swim , and I don't intend to.Maybe it's a phobia, I don't know if this is the correct term to use?
2007-03-09 03:42:21
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answered by She-whom-shall-not-be-named 4
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A very close relative being diagnosed with terminal (secondary) cancer and then I went into a horrible, oppressive depression for weeks that I just couldn't break out of...I didn't tell anyone else about it and tried to act normal around others. Thankfully, I came out of it and my relative is miraculously still alive and doing well, but since then my nature just changed somehow and I became more selfish and with an almost unnatural desire to be rich, at any cost. May sound strange but its true and I just can't seem to get back inwardly to how I was before...any comments on this would be appreciated! But hope it is a suitable answer to your question.
2007-03-09 03:50:44
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answered by Maria R 2
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Watching my dad beat my mum up all the time when i was a baby my sister and brother used to hide us under the bed when he started and we would just cry, also being raped when i was 16 i had a bad upbringing this has made me very insercure about myself also find id hard to trust men which is hard when your in a relationship, the sight of blood just turns me loopy because of the state my mother was left in at times dot think i will ever get over it
2007-03-09 04:54:23
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answered by suzy 3
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There are lots, very very troubling events unfortunately. I can't forget being dragged across the room by my hair, my drunk father was very abusive. Once I was all alone in our big house, I was 9 and my drunk father came home but the door was locked and he forgot his key somewhere, he rang the doorbell and tried to kick it open and he broke the window and climbed in and ran up the stairs hollering and I was so frightened. He called me all sorts of names and I swear he was going to kill me but I prayed and I saw angels blocking him and he went away.
I'm emotionally and spiritually broken, I'm always sad and I always cry for no reason. My heart is always burdened and hurting. I lost 12 good friends to suicide and I quit crying for them because it's happened so many times. I'm so broken.
2007-03-09 04:43:30
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answered by ♥Come Break Me Down♥ 2
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Being bullied throughout elementary and middle school. Severely. It has made me an untrusting and downright hateful person. I don't have much faith in humanity probably because of it. I also think people are evil.
2007-03-09 03:33:05
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answered by ? 4
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my mother going in hospital for 3 months and having to stay at an aunts house who i didnt know,and not knowing whether my mum was dead or alive,as in those days children werent allowed to visit patients in hospitals and there were no phones as such,i was nearly 4 and it damaged me for life,and my dad could only visit me at weekends too,
2007-03-09 03:38:00
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answered by dumplingmuffin 7
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I was caught stealing, my father spanked me with an electical extension cord....and that stopped that nasty habbit. I couldn't sit down for two days.
2007-03-09 03:32:15
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answered by Mr. Sir 5
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abuse at 2 by a baby-sitter. no. yes, I'm almost positive.
2007-03-09 04:30:29
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answered by fiVe 6
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