Stephen1944
May 18th, 2012, 05:31 PM
I’ve never told anyone I loved them. When I was growing up, I never heard my parents tell me they loved me. Only once, when I got very drunk alone and depressed one year ago when I was 17. I was so sad and angry, I wanted to leave home and walk to a nightclub party that I was missing out on because I wasn’t properly invited by my friends (they had left me out and I had to ring them up to find out which depressed me).
My parents realized I was drunk and tried to stop me and I got upset and my Mother tried to physically stop me and I threw her aside and she fell over and started crying and begging me to stop but I just wanted to leave. My father came down and when I tried to get past them again, he subdued me and got me on the floor. I went to fight him because the alcohol had fuelled my anger, but he calmed me down.
I said I didn’t care about anything except my school work and getting good grades to go to University. Mum sympathised and said she loved mefor the first time. Then Dad, also for the first time, said he loved me and he only wanted the best for me because he’s my father. This was the most emotional thing my parents have ever said to me and it took a roaring drunk fumble to bring it out of them. I didn’t say anything; I didn’t know what to say. Even when I was at my most honest and open state because of the alcohol, I simply couldn’t bring myself to say ‘I love you too’. I get on OK with my parents generally, even if they do irritate me a lot of the time.
I don’t know if I love them. I think I could manage well if one of them died, but of course I’d be sad. I don’t really know how much I’d miss them if I spent all my time in university. I look forward to living alone in my new University home. I’ll have full control over my lifestyle there. I think I’ll miss more the things that they do for me like cooking and washing my clothes and taking care of things, rather than missing them in person. I don’t think I love anyone.
I get on well with my friends. Except, I don’t really speak to any of them much, except in School. I do get lonely. I’ll be less lonely after the exams when I’m free again. That’s only in a few weeks. For now, I have to pay the price of loneliness in order to do well in my exams. I can find refuge in my literature and studying and hobbies.
Anyone like to relate or share?
My parents realized I was drunk and tried to stop me and I got upset and my Mother tried to physically stop me and I threw her aside and she fell over and started crying and begging me to stop but I just wanted to leave. My father came down and when I tried to get past them again, he subdued me and got me on the floor. I went to fight him because the alcohol had fuelled my anger, but he calmed me down.
I said I didn’t care about anything except my school work and getting good grades to go to University. Mum sympathised and said she loved mefor the first time. Then Dad, also for the first time, said he loved me and he only wanted the best for me because he’s my father. This was the most emotional thing my parents have ever said to me and it took a roaring drunk fumble to bring it out of them. I didn’t say anything; I didn’t know what to say. Even when I was at my most honest and open state because of the alcohol, I simply couldn’t bring myself to say ‘I love you too’. I get on OK with my parents generally, even if they do irritate me a lot of the time.
I don’t know if I love them. I think I could manage well if one of them died, but of course I’d be sad. I don’t really know how much I’d miss them if I spent all my time in university. I look forward to living alone in my new University home. I’ll have full control over my lifestyle there. I think I’ll miss more the things that they do for me like cooking and washing my clothes and taking care of things, rather than missing them in person. I don’t think I love anyone.
I get on well with my friends. Except, I don’t really speak to any of them much, except in School. I do get lonely. I’ll be less lonely after the exams when I’m free again. That’s only in a few weeks. For now, I have to pay the price of loneliness in order to do well in my exams. I can find refuge in my literature and studying and hobbies.
Anyone like to relate or share?