Tag: parents

  • Nature

    Nature had always been my friend because my family wasn’t always. Not that I was necessarily neglected, but they didn’t always share my beliefs. My father worked all the time and didn’t necessarily believe in a solid work-life balance. His job and meetings were always more important than my plays and sporting events. He worked…

  • Breaking Rules

    I couldn’t believe what I was hearing.  I knew I shouldn’t be listening, but I couldn’t help myself.  If I stopped now, I knew the details would pass me by and I would never be able to recover.  What my teacher was saying about Amanda was shocking, but not unbelievable.  I knew she had a…

  • Accidental Phenomenon

    I started keeping a diary when I was about ten as a way to keep myself entertained.  If there ever was an award for couples who should not have kids, it would have been my parents.  Writing in a diary meant I at least had one sounding board who wouldn’t give me grief.  I searched…

  • The Architect

    I didn’t know nerves until I started my first day of my senior year of college. Until that sunny September day, I had never had an identity crisis. But the first step into the cool, dimly lit library, I felt my perception of life change. The truth was I had spent my entire life thinking…

  • California

    PHOTO PROMPT © Fleur Lind  I knew exactly where I was going, but didn’t know how to get there. Not exactly. I was heading for California, for my new life, but I needed to make sure I was leaving my old life behind. I was running from my parents and I was running from myself.…

  • College Life

  • Wrong Direction

    I knew we were going in the wrong direction the moment we left the house. And I knew it meant I would never see my childhood home again. My aunt was kidnapping me and I hadn’t decided whether or not I was happy about it. Yet. I was old enough to know what was happening,…

  • Inked

    The moment I got the tattoo I was scared. Scared my parents would see it and know what had really happened when I left for college. I had a fairly normal upbringing with sports, art and social activities, but my parents had always been against any kind of piercings or tattoos. The piercings I could…

  • The Traitor

    I always thought the greatest sin would be to disobey my parents, but I learned quickly that was not the truth. The greatest sin would be to obey their every word. Instead of being told what I wanted, I had finally learned to think on my own. I didn’t want to go to church every…

  • Friends Forever

    I always wondered what kind of a friend I was. Was I the confidant? The rebel? The scapegoat? I wandered from group to group during middle and high school just to see what would happen. Who would accept me? Where could I be my odd self and not worry about what was being said when…