My parents divorced when I was young. My mother remarried right away and the man she married had four children. There was my brother, sister and myself. So whatever child support money came in to our house, went right back out to my stepfather's children, plus more. My step father got paid twice a month. There was many days in the month when we ate a lunch meat sandwich for supper. I can remember coming home from school and being so hungry and looking in the pantry and there was nothing to eat but a few cans of vegetables. Growing up feeling unloved, as my mother's goal in life was her new husband and the child that they had together. Not having alot of clothes also added to feeling deprived. We lived in a poor section of town and I was ashamed to let anyone know where I lived. Now, bringing all of this info up to now. I am 65 yrs old. I have a nice home, I can buy nice clothes and I certainly can buy any food I want. But let me go on a "diet" and all of those old bells and whistles start going off in me, that I am being deprived. That is a "stronghold" in my life. Does anyone else ever feel deprived?
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