Sorry for the one day delay. I had no net, and forgot to post this while I was in uni. Also, most of this post will be guessing work, since I have never thought about this topic too much.
My relationship with my parents can be summed up with one word: Shit. Any variation of that word also works. It started when I was little. I never really talked to my parents, I got along with them just fine as a kid. As I grew up, and discovered online gaming, I became more distant. I was always pissed off at my mum. I guess it was because she was always trying to know what was going on in my life. Fml. Even thinking about it makes me pissed. I know she's just trying to care, but it gets annoying.
I guess it only got worse as my mum constantly prevented me from doing, exploring, and experimenting. The earliest memory of this I remember is her preventing me from doing such a thing was when we first got a computer. It had nothing — a few icons here and there, and the start bar. I wanted to click on the windows logo just to see if that was a way to turn off the computer. My mum prevented me from doing that. Later that day I found out that it was the way to do it if you want to turn off the computer. Had I tried it, it would have taught me to try to experiment. Obviously this hasn't affected me much, but it still feels like things could have turned out differently, if I had been raised differently. Maybe that was my dad preventing me. I forget. I was only 5 years old.
With my dad, I never really looked up to him. Maybe it's because he doesn't talk much about his achievements. I'm not sure. With my dad, I enjoy spending whatever time I can with him since he's a very lenient guy. Not much to say about my old man.
All that being said, I have been sort of trying to improve my relationship with my parents. However, I can't seem to get over how pissed off I am at my mum.
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