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No ExcusesFamily time - I have a HUGE family. My mother is one of five, my father is one of eight, I have seven siblings, all my grandparents are still living, my mom has been married twice, and I'm still close to those men and their families, so my extended family is very extended.
My mom gave birth to me when she and my father were in their senior year in high school. Neither one of them were great parents, although my mother and I have made our peace in the last few years.
My father, though, is a completely different story. He is an alcoholic, drug-addicted, promiscuous sort of man. He has five children, aged 23 to 1, with five different women. He has been married several times, but never had a child with a woman he was married to. I remember being at his house one weekend when I was six years old. He was married to a really nice woman named Nicole. I really liked Nicole. She tried to protect me from him as much as possible, and even at that young age, I recognized that. That Sunday morning, my little sister had already gone back to her mother's, and Nicole was making my father and I breakfast before he took me home. When she brought him his plate, he went ballistic, screaming that the bacon was burnt. He proceeded to beat her, in front of me, until her face was an unrecognizable mass of bloody pulp. He threw her down on the ground, gave her one last kick, walked over to me and said "If you ever tell anyone about this, I'll break both your legs." Quite disturbing for a six-year-old, to be sure. From that point on, I've really only considered him as a sperm donor. He did, however, bless me with an incredible family, including my granny, who is one of my closest friends.
I saw someone on a talk show this morning talking about their childhood, and that's the reason I'm writing this. They were blaming their parents, their childhood, anything they could come up with, for their recent actions. Bull-shiiiit. I am a firm believer in taking responsibility for your own actions. Everyone has their own sob story. The difference is in whether they let that sob story define who they are. I was very young when I sat myself down in front of a mirror and said "I will define my own destiny. I will not let my past, and the people around me, control my actions. I will decide who I am, and who I will be."
To the people who think they have an excuse because of what has happened to them, I say - suck it up, quit whining, and make a difference.
Today's quote: "Take your life in your own hands, and what happens? A terrible thing: no one to blame." -Erica Jong 回應 (5)
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