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I had a particularly long day at work on Wednesday this last week and it was awful. When I got home my dog had completely destroyed the trash can and everything in it. I went to the couch and laid with her for around 2 hours.
Completely reinforced her bad behavior
Oh well dogs are awesome
A few years ago, my sister and I were reminiscing on some of the horrid traumatic shit that we dealt with while growing up. I'll spare details, as I've posted some of it before. Plus, I'm out of whisky.
Anyhow, it suddenly dawned on me the beauty of it. A macabre sort of beauty? I forget how I described it to her. Maybe it was the fact that those experiences partly define us as who we are today.
The fact that we somehow absorbed or internalized it through survival instinct? Maybe it's that we rose above it, or held on to our most basic of wits which signified our strength.
But what really blew me away was that she understood me and agreed. It was a fucking watershed moment for me.
We had another thread awhile back that evolved into reflections of life growing up. It's surprising (almost) at how traumatized many of us were.
Our past does define us, some are more sensitive than others but as hard things were, I'd bet it made you stronger. Not that I'd recommend raising your kids using scaring the shit out of them as a parenting strategy.
Our kids benefitted from our painful childhoods, we all turned out to be loving and nurturing. All of us, strong and professional women. We all knew what we didn't want to be.
Good thread, it opened a couple of you up in a surprising way.
Serious comfort food...
A few years ago, my sister and I were reminiscing on some of the horrid traumatic shit that we dealt with while growing up. I'll spare details, as I've posted some of it before. Plus, I'm out of whisky.
Anyhow, it suddenly dawned on me the beauty of it. A macabre sort of beauty? I forget how I described it to her. Maybe it was the fact that those experiences partly define us as who we are today.
The fact that we somehow absorbed or internalized it through survival instinct? Maybe it's that we rose above it, or held on to our most basic of wits which signified our strength.
But what really blew me away was that she understood me and agreed. It was a fucking watershed moment for me.
We had another thread awhile back that evolved into reflections of life growing up. It's surprising (almost) at how traumatized many of us were.
Our past does define us, some are more sensitive than others but as hard things were, I'd bet it made you stronger. Not that I'd recommend raising your kids using scaring the shit out of them as a parenting strategy.
Our kids benefitted from our painful childhoods, we all turned out to be loving and nurturing. All of us, strong and professional women. We all knew what we didn't want to be.
Good thread, it opened a couple of you up in a surprising way.
That struck me too - about that thread where so many shared their abusive childhoods. I'll never understand how my own mother did, or other parents can beat the crap out of their kids. Why have kids if you hate them to the point of actually hitting them?
There's never a day go by that I don't fight off the effects of that past. I joke that it took me 60 years to finally get it right but I'm very glad I'm spending the last years of my life in peace and serenity.
An overly long, overly cold winter - and what signals it's enevitable passing? The Grand Migration of Robins back north - we've seen the lawns peppered with these red breasted birds stopping by
Serious comfort food...
We had another thread awhile back that evolved into reflections of life growing up. It's surprising (almost) at how traumatized many of us were.
Our past does define us, some are more sensitive than others but as hard things were, I'd bet it made you stronger. Not that I'd recommend raising your kids using scaring the shit out of them as a parenting strategy.
Our kids benefitted from our painful childhoods, we all turned out to be loving and nurturing. All of us, strong and professional women. We all knew what we didn't want to be.
Good thread, it opened a couple of you up in a surprising way.
That struck me too - about that thread where so many shared their abusive childhoods. I'll never understand how my own mother did, or other parents can beat the crap out of their kids. Why have kids if you hate them to the point of actually hitting them?
There's never a day go by that I don't fight off the effects of that past. I joke that it took me 60 years to finally get it right but I'm very glad I'm spending the last years of my life in peace and serenity.
i envy you that.....peace and serenity....i am not a good caregiver...i have determined that yes, i can, take care of the estate and make sure she has everything she needs but i can not longer take her verbal abuse...simple as that...the guilt is less now i think
We had another thread awhile back that evolved into reflections of life growing up. It's surprising (almost) at how traumatized many of us were.
Our past does define us, some are more sensitive than others but as hard things were, I'd bet it made you stronger. Not that I'd recommend raising your kids using scaring the shit out of them as a parenting strategy.
Our kids benefitted from our painful childhoods, we all turned out to be loving and nurturing. All of us, strong and professional women. We all knew what we didn't want to be.
Good thread, it opened a couple of you up in a surprising way.
That struck me too - about that thread where so many shared their abusive childhoods. I'll never understand how my own mother did, or other parents can beat the crap out of their kids. Why have kids if you hate them to the point of actually hitting them?
There's never a day go by that I don't fight off the effects of that past. I joke that it took me 60 years to finally get it right but I'm very glad I'm spending the last years of my life in peace and serenity.
i envy you that.....peace and serenity....i am not a good caregiver...i have determined that yes, i can, take care of the estate and make sure she has everything she needs but i can not longer take her verbal abuse...simple as that...the guilt is less now i think
An overly long, overly cold winter - and what signals it's enevitable passing? The Grand Migration of Robins back north - we've seen the lawns peppered with these red breasted birds stopping by
I use pot to relax and unwind cause I have no shoulder to cry on or neck to hug.
Jokes are my way of beating manic depression I developed as an abused child.
Anything that resembled compassion died out long ago in my family,and I refuse to accept new relationships to hide from the bullet of pain and sadness at their failure also....
Life goes on and the world spins whether you suffer or are at ease..no one will notice my life or my passing..as many billions have in the past.
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