Have you turned into your parents?

OK, no meanness here. I blundered into deep water, and I apologize.

But it's not a money thing; some people (not in your case), are really physical and they get off on it.
No offense taken, I know there are some out there that might things a little rough but not in the sense of being abused, I just can't understand that striking another person is okay in any sense of the word appropriate whatever the circumstances may be.
 

No offense taken, I know there are some out there that might things a little rough but not in the sense of being abused, I just can't understand that striking another person is okay in any sense of the word appropriate whatever the circumstances may be.
I agree about striking and I want no part of such a relationship. I didn't see anything like that growing up and I want no part of it now.

It is deeply demeaning to all involved.
 

God! I sure hope not. I don't know what kind of a person my mother was; she was diagnosed with paranoid schiizophrenia when I was 5 or 6 years old and from that point on was housed in the state mental instution. My father is another matter. he was self centered, cold and distant as well as being a big time racist and misogynist. Instead of making a home for me himself he boarded me out in multiple foster homes. When I saw him - once or twice a year - he would take his belt off and beat me - leaving welts on my legs - for various offenses I had committed while he was away. It took me a few years, but I finally came to the conclusion that I really didn't admire or like my father very much and I certainly didn't want to be anything like him. Hopefully I have succeeded.
 
God! I sure hope not. I don't know what kind of a person my mother was; she was diagnosed with paranoid schiizophrenia when I was 5 or 6 years old and from that point on was housed in the state mental instution. My father is another matter. he was self centered, cold and distant as well as being a big time racist and misogynist. Instead of making a home for me himself he boarded me out in multiple foster homes. When I saw him - once or twice a year - he would take his belt off and beat me - leaving welts on my legs - for various offenses I had committed while he was away. It took me a few years, but I finally came to the conclusion that I really didn't admire or like my father very much and I certainly didn't want to be anything like him. Hopefully I have succeeded.

That is so heartbreaking, maybe I live in some kind of fog. I have never seen a situation where both parents were sick, troubled. Most often, it would be one and the other parent picked up the slack. No child should have to endure such confusion and torture. I guess I was on the opposite end of the spectrum, we struggled to have a child and when he was born, he was the best part of my life. Even then it was a struggle sometimes to step back and let him make mistakes, suffer the consequences and learn.

We can't give them everything, they must learn to live in society, skinned knees, bad grades, bullying, heartbreak, are better learned at an early age. If they don't put forth the effort they will never have the things or confidence you need to go forward. The more we let them become a person, the better the adult we will have raised.
 
Yeah, he was heavy into the fight game
Later in life I found I couldn't cut it
feet were too slow
Have a German born friend in Toronto....met him in Texas maybe 23 years ago.....couple/few years older than me...had been a boxer; said during his final fight he thought "What the **** am I doing out here in the ring".
 
No. I'm not fearful or hateful of homosexuals, blacks, Asians and mentally handicapped people.

Regarding my Father, he died when i was 4.5 so no real memory.
My parents' racism was more selective. My mom hated blacks, hispanics & gays. My dad only hated Mexicans. My mom thought handicapped people deserved it & were being "Punished by God" for some evil deed. They both liked Asians - because of their respect for the elderly.
 

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