I remember once when I was 4 yrs old and my sister 7, we plucked some squashes from our neighbor’s garden for my mother assuming that she would be happy…My mother reprimanded us and made us return those innocent squashes to our neighbor …the feeling of humiliation and hurt was so intense that I still hold a grudge against her…I still cant talk to her amiably at length for more than five minutes….
Wednesday, January 25, 2006
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isn't forgeting and forgiving a good policy?
of course it is...but we are way beyond forgiving and forgeting stage...but certain incidents do shape the way u look at things...
hmmm i never did any such thing....i waonder why i cant talk to my folks then...
Your problem w/your mother has got to run deeper then squash.
I mean, my mother was a religious nut, who drung me off to fight demons & I can talk to her for at least 15 minutes.
childhood humilition, real or imagined, is fairly hard to let go. especially if one is out to do good and made to feel guilty.
maybe it was an excuse i need to hate everything that stands for anything in life...
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