Saturday, November 20, 2010

Blue Flying Cards Magic The Gathering

Forever Young?? Nostalgic


Normally I am no one in the blog about something that excites him even seriously sick from speaks. But today I was doing sometimes an exception. When choosing someone to jump in the face to vent the anger on myself or disinterested person I choose now for a little spontaneous Wutblogpost.

Man is old enough to study ends have to have an apartment for 10 years and lead to his own life. Why parents are still able to bring one so up the wall? How come they can with a few sentences what you're all just proud or what you look forward to crush and process for firewood? Apart from the fact that my father has the abnormal ability to always tell me stories at dinner where I am sick, they're both extremely skilled at me make it clear that I simply do ANYTHING wrong. The fact that something can never be completely correct that I do.

Even in school had my best friend and best in class for always serve grades compare. Ran always so: "You have a 2? What has the ..... (Name of said girlfriend) "Or:" A 1? What has the ..... (Name of the same friend) "happy also made:" A 1 -? What's gone wrong there? Why is this not a smooth one? "A wonderful way for the child to destroy any power to give him the feeling to be able to not do anything right and besides also a burden to a friendship through competition. I was really even better than they (which was rare) was not even recognized or appreciated.

proud After high school finally moved out to be and to have my own apartment was on every visit with parents grumbling: "What about for from here? Order is different! "And a few times has my mother when I came out of college without asking my apartment cleaned. Sounds like a convenient service, it was not. should this gesture I just always give the feeling that I was incompetent, could not lead my own household. Even if I had something cleaned or freshly cleaned and that was not enough. Because I had not made it so they would have done. For the next apartment, she had access ban. What has not prevented them rail about the alleged disorder. Currently I am

by the move and the health conditions more often return to my Parents and note with dismay: it has hardly changed what. Whether it's about my weight, for money to furniture to eating times to trouble with the landlord to job search, to doctor's visits to rehab, no matter, everything will be criticized and talked small. Incessantly calling and implies a feeling of failure. The highest praise in this house is still if nothing is said. Too bad.

I love her and I am grateful for what they have done for me for everything. I know they make the effort and worry.

But I hope that I do with my children any other time, and if making possible better.

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