The taxi driver was on his last shift and he drove like that too.
Thank you whoever created seat belts.
But I did see the large letters when we drove by a church:
Jesus died for our sins
It took me back to my childhood.
Growing up with religious parents, this statement has been half my life.
It always made feel uncomfortable.
I am the type of person who takes things very literally.
I spent most my youth thinking I actually killed someone.
Another very typical aspect of my entire family was showing respect to the elderly.
My grandmother told me more than once that I should be grateful to my parents.
“They gave up EVERYTHING just so you can have a good life”, she told me.
I beg to differ, now.
But I spend much time wondering how on earth I could ever pay them back.
As young child I was put up with all the “guilt” statements.
I didn’t what life entailed and people had already decided for me I was guilty on all kinds of stuff.
I dare to believe that these kind statements have shaped part of my anxiety.
So thanks for that guys. Really, how could you?
I look back it and I am angry.
Some people claim that children are not so innocent.
And maybe I’d say the same if I see children playing together and being mean to each other.
But if I did something bad when I was 4 years old, I sincerely apologize.
I didn’t how to use my brain, let alone doing it intentionally.
Some adults claim they don’t do bad things with intention.
The “I didn’t mean it that way” statement will always be used.
I’d like to judge anyone who says that, but maybe they, too, have been put up with a lot of guilt in their childhood years.
Maybe they are confused, frustrated, sad and angry too.
I believe that no one is born as a bad human.
But somewhere along the way, we get shaped a certain way.
And sometimes I really wonder, who is to blame?
Have you been made feel guilty in your youth for the wrong reasons?
Do you think that shaped you?