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Honestly? I have a lot of negative perception of family values from childhood. My dad yelled at everyone for every little thing. My only biological sibling, a brother, used to kick my ass until I learned to fight back. My mom did her best and bottled everything inside until she went non linear and let loose on whomever said the next rude thing. I'm not saying that my family didn't have redeeming qualities or that my brother didn't grow out of that abusiveness. But it makes it hard for me to really think of "family values" as a good thing. I've worked like hell to make peace with the past. Hell, I'll admit I've grown up into a hypersensitive snowflake with razor sharp edges. Still I talk to my brother and dad once in a while. Heavens knows why anyone in my family still talks to anyone else. I guess if I'd had one of those legendary, happy all the time daisies and sunshine childhoods. Maybe family values wouldn't seem like such a con. My religion's class for youngsters had all these songs about "Love at Home" , "I Can't Wait For Daddy to Get Home" and the one I found most controversial "Families Can Be Together Forever." That talk about love, families being together forever? I'm still not convinced those values warm the cockles of my heart. Anyways, now that I've proven myself a crab apple in this barrel, I'm gonna go now. Sorry. |