Despite being what would now be called a deprived child in a one parent family, I did not grow up with an urge to smash windows or to bash old ladies over the head in order to steal handbags.
Eva HartTag: humor life growing-up childhood single-parenting
It was only high school after all, definitely one of the most bizarre periods in a person’s life. How anyone can come through that time well adjusted on any level is an absolute miracle.
E.A. BucchianeriTag: life growing-up school miracle survival memories bullying bizarre kids teenagers teens high-school trauma bullies experiences traumatic-experiences high-school-kids high-school-memories i-hate-bullies i-hate-high-school
How can it be, after all this concentrated effort and separation, how can it be that I still resemble, so very closely, my own detestable mother?
Gabrielle HamiltonTag: humor growing-up family parents adulthood parents-and-children becoming-your-parents
That boy made me realize, for a while at least, that my parents were wrong, and I didn't have to be like them.
J.X. BurrosTag: growing-up parents maturity scarlet-spotlight
I never left because a part of me will always be in that house...
J.X. BurrosTag: growing-up house scarlet-spotlight
Home was not the place where you were born but the place you created yourself, where you did not need to explain, where you finally became what you were.
Dermot BolgerTag: growing-up identity home
Growing up is difficult. Strangely, even when we have stopped growing physically, we seem to have to keep on growing emotionally, which involves both expansion and shrinkage, as some parts of us develop and others must be allowed to disappear...Rigidity never works; we end up being the wrong size for our world.
Jeanette WintersonTag: growing-up
As a man begins to understand the sacrifices he must make to live the life he dreams of, he often loses his courage for such a life.
Josie SiglerTag: growing-up courage adulthood fears
Everyone always knows what they're doing," he says abruptly, still not looking up from his hands, the little plastic pot and the old tattoo and the new white dressing on his left wrist. "You know what you're doing, you got your work and your friends and everything and miserable headfucky little teenage girly boys think you're amazing and, I don't know, you might've saved my life, who knows? I might be dead if it weren't for you and Olly but people can't keep looking after me all the time cos that ain't healthy neither, that's just as bad as people not giving a fuck at all. And, like... I'm trying to sort my head out and be a proper grown-up and get my degree and go to work and look after them kids and make sure my dad ain't kicking my sister round the house like a football but it's just so hard all the time, and I know I ain't got no right to complain cos that's just life, ain't it? Everyone's the same, least I ain't got money worries or nothing. I just don't know what I'm doing, everything's too hard. I can try and try forever but I can't be good enough for no one so what the fuck's the point?
Richard RiderTag: growing-up pip
Youth is but the painted shell within which, continually growing, lives that wondrous thing the spirit of a man, biding its moment of apparition, earlier in some than in others.
Tag: growing-up man youth childhood growing-older child adult painted-shell
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