Through the years, my parents have taught me a lot, and I’m sure yours have too.
But there were two things that really stuck to me…
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From my Dad, I learned that: EVERYTHING is my fault.
Pros: I never put blame on anyone. If something goes wrong in a project, I take responsibility, even if I wasn’t the one responsible. I was trained to solve my own problems, and rarely seek help from anyone.
Cons: The cons are pretty obvious. Whenever something goes wrong in my life, I automatically, instinctively blame myself. It’s a constant downer, probably one of the causes of my self esteem problems.
How did this happen? Well, basically in the house when something breaks I’m automatically blamed. Even if I have problems in school, or with people. Which of course is partly true, but it gets really irritating when you want your dad to be on your side on something, but instead blames it all on you, then tells you how stupid you are.
Sometimes I hate it, sometimes I don’t… But I can’t get rid of it now even if I wanted to.
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From my Mom, I learned to: Never jump to conclusions. Always keep an open mind.
Pros: I never judge by physical appearance or rumors I hear. I size up people only when I get to know them. I keep an open mind, and adjust to new information quickly.
Cons: The pros part wasn’t taught to me by mom the conventional way. She was actually doing the complete opposite of that. Always jumping to conclusions, always so close minded and prideful.
How did this happen? Well as a kid, seeing your mom yelling angrily at other people for things SHE DID then bitching about it in front of everyone really screws you up. I’m thankful that I had the good sense of knowing the right thing or else I might have ended up as a violent gangster or something.
I vowed to myself not to become like her. But occasionally, her upbringing of me slips out. Because of what I always see in her, I’m extremely hot tempered, and my patience is as short as a toothpick. And I really hate those things about me…
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And you pretend to be hurt too so it lessens the blame:

But inside you’re like:
