when you are young do you feel that your parent not love you?
10 Sep 09
Yes, I always thought my father do not love me because in Chinese society son is the most valuable and important. Daughters are a burden. Since I am a girl, I always feel that I am not loved by him. He is just my biological father who will eat, shower, sleep and back to work again. He never bother to asked how's my school work or anything. BUT when I was 17 years old, and he was retired, then I can feel that he do cared.. you know what...he take the initiative to sit besides me when I just got my car driving license. That the first time that I really felt I have a father too I knew my mum, she is the best mum - yesterday, today and forever. Even though I am married now, she stayed with me...Praised the Lord!
• United States
10 Sep 09
Yeah, there were times when I thought they didn't love me, but it was usually my fault. I was just looking at the situation the wrong way and just believing that they didn't love me. They often really had other stuff to do or just couldn't manage me at the very moment. This never lasted though, overall, I had a pretty good childhood.
10 Sep 09
I am one who consistently misunderstood my parent. First there was language barrier, I lost my mother early - about 5 and a half, and went to hostel. Here Hindi was the medium, but my father could hardly understand what I was saying. because he doesnt know that language that well. And I was - I guess too mischevious for him to handle along with his job - so I did get beatings - which made him a bad man in my eyes. We never had a downtime together as such like the normal families have - most of the time we were visiting people, which doesnt really build a bond. And before I knew I was doing a job. So I didnt have time. It is only in last couple of years that I have realized what it is to have a parent, since I have started working from home. In retrospect, he was nice with me most of the time, but I was always prejudiced and therefore, never really thought of him as somebody who loves me. Of late, there have been several instances which have proved how much my parent has loved me, and how much he has sacrificed. May be the downtime has helped me realize his value. Its a pity I have realized it so late in life. Had I realized it earlier, there would be no harsh words and long drawn silences as if we were strangers. I hope this phase lasts for my entire life.