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What do you miss from your childhood?
Posted by angelshair • 15 days ago • Subscribe to this Discussion [RSS] • Report This Topic
Topics: childhood
I miss my granma and grandad. Especially the story they told me before sleeping.
And you, what do you miss?
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Like what most of the others said. The simplicity and care-freeness. Now I'm just an angry, bitter bitch.
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Don't stone me! But simplicity and innocence are not irrecoverable. The lessons one learns from experience aren't necessarily the true ones.
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Hmmm,well it can just as easily go the other way. I have learned lots of "true" life lessons through experience...
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@angel
Yes, you're a pest. Because I am a bitter bitch and that's how I perceive you through my vitriol veil.
There is always light in the dark yes, but the way the followers of the 'positive thinking' movement are carrying on, it's almost like there is shame in feeling depressed or down. I for one, don't think there is any shame in feeling sadness or listlessness or whatever other 'negative' emotion from time to time. It's all a part of the whole spectrum of human emotion, and it's something that cannot be denied.
@profound
Therefore I will continue to strive towards being a more contented and happy individual and not resign myself to thinking that my state of mind is permanent.
I want to be happy. -
OK, let me stop you here!
It is your perfect right to feel depressed or whatever! I would even say that if you didn't experience depression you couldn't enjoy the moments when you are not.
Now if you want to stay depressed and qualify yourself of a bitchy bitch, it is your choice, and I respect it. This is just what NP was saying. We are not, we choose to be. And also be aware that I do not see you as a bitchy bitch :-).
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@aspoto: Nobody choose to be, nobody likes it, but some people are better armed against it. That's it. I really wish for you that you will find your way out, not because of a "positive thinking mouvement", but because I know how hard it is. Once you find the essence of yourself, even if you sometimes are depressed, it will never be for long.
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'Some people are better armed against it'. Which in essence makes me supposedly weak, which makes me feel ashamed about it, which makes me feel worse.
Don't take this as a personal attack, I just had to express my opinion. And I'm not really an angry, bitter bitch all of the time. Just some of the time. Like today. Wish I could be high on life most of the time, but I guess it's just not the way I roll. -
@ a spot...this is what I do when I'm depressed....
Its only 15 minutes away,but I go to st.jude, I bring Diva(my dog) jayleigh,and Kendall...we go we play and I talk to the parents and offer them whatever they need,and I have they got it! Now,I know that seems kinda selfish,but it puts your life in perspective,makes u drop to your knees and thank GoD 4 the probs u do have,and it makes you feel a little bit better about yourself
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the taste of the food back then. it was more fresh and locally grown. Not that many additives and better for you.
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I miss my relaltionship with my mother. I'm thankful my parents are no longer living so they don't have to live in this world we now live in. Innocence? absolutely. I could be gone all day and my parents didn't worry. Now we can't let our kids out of our sight. Certainly they can't go out and play alone. This world is no longer safe. Yes, I'm over 60. I graduated in 1959. It was an innocent time. No doubt about it.
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Well I live in an awesome neighborhood... my girls go outside and play with the kids next door. As a matter of fact I put a block party together last year,and my whole street showed up. We ended up making it a once a month thing in the summertime.
My whole street gets together we all combine our grills,everybody brings beer,and we do a "red neck"slip-n-slide for the kids(huge tarp w/baby oil and water)
And we sit in our lawn chairs all weekend long havin fun,eatin,and music -
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I don’t miss liver. My parents would force me to eat liver as a child. I hated liver, it was horrible..blah! Now as an adult, I have don’t have to eat that organ meat. Some things from childhood suck...liver. ;P
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The innocent expectation that my family would surround me forever, not begin to pass away where I could no longer touch them and be comforted and praised by them. I had a simple, exciting and beautiful childhood and I think about those good times every day. I pick certain events and remember them as if they had just happened. Record the good times in your head and keep them safe. Like pennies for a rainy day.
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