They aren't you, but many are brain-dead. There has been plenty of time to change and not have your children under their control. It's been years since we knew and evidence coming out constantly. No matter the costs, if you don't get your children out then you are guilty of neglect.
It's actually abuses. I can tell you my parents pulled me out of school when the teacher was abusive and homeschooled me a while until I can find a different school to attend.
Thats Great! I'm not a parent, and can't make a baby, but I know that I'd spend more time with my kid than 99% of people do.
As A singer, I had to find a new Artist to cover at Karaoke. Kane Brown is about 30 and has a lot of hits. He had a crap childhood like me. He is a mixed-race guy and sings a variety of styles including Bro-Country. He has a song that both he and his wife say is their favorite song. For My Daughter, it is probably way down the list in popularity, but it's a great song.
I can't sing it yet, I will have to sing it in private many times before I can sing it without crying. I'm somewhat emotionally challenged, but not angry, just sad. It's odd in that to many people if they saw me cry would have sympathy, but it isn't a case of actually being upset, it's a lack of ability to control sad emotions easily.
I Might Cry, but I can still Bury the Cat
PTSD isn't just military, it can be anyone at any age. Among so many things that I went through as a real-life Charles Dickens character occurred at 10. My mother's Worst Nightmare of many husbands / BF was an asshole who literally beat my mother down many times. I had a kitten who was probably too small to be weaned. It pottied on the floor and he kicked it and killed it. He made me bury it...
Not long afterward, I went with him to the convenience store. In those times the candy Isles were huge, and I was in the store making up my mind what I wanted to buy, I'd made my own money starting at age 8. The POS was waiting in the jalopy of a car for me. The windows of the store were plastered with ads such that there was only 1/4th an inch of window around the edges. So I come out of the store, and a lady had him by the hair from the passenger window, while her husband was pounding his face through the driver's side window. He then pulled him out, threw him on the ground, and jumped up and down on him. Then someone else came out of the store and they took off.
I stood there watching him get the shit beat out of him, and didn't go in the store to try and get him help. This scumbag never hit me, but I watched him beat down my mother many times. As a 10 Y/O I felt like he was getting what he deserved. I had to go to some preliminary court to testify, and its the only time I ever lied in court. When the Judge asked me "What did you see little boy?" I told him I didn't see anything...
I found out why he got beat up, seems he and his uncle had beat that guy up. It surprised me to learn that because I'd never met or heard of the Uncle.
I'm 65 almost 66 and not dying yet, but not healthy. I wasn't violent and probably went 50/50 in childhood fights. However, I'm a strong-willed person. I doubt many people would believe what me and my sister went through, but God has kept me safe and He uses me as a street/bus counselor. I'm very adebt at in-person conversation, and I can figure out if a woman is being abused, and I'll share stories of my life to try and convince her to protect her kids by leaving the abuse. Frankly I'd rather live in a tent in the woods than watch mommy get brutalised. Same thing with young people working dead-end jobs, as I have done. With my Lazy Eye, my PTSD, and ADD, I never scored less than 135 on an IQ test and didn't ever use the full allotted time.
I'm to blame for all the decisions I made as an adult, but I don't take responsibility for the poor decisions I made as a child. I pretty much ran my own life since I was 10. A child's life is a terrible thing to waste...
Sorry for the diatribe, God kept me alive through many accidents with only a few minor injuries, and I never hurt anyone else either. It wasn't easy to give up driving in 2007, and then 2 more times with brief stints of new cars.
I am sorry for your condition and I know PTSD is not just for vets. I hope you have found relief in music and God. May God help you find peace and know that as children, you are under the circumstances of your family. You carry that with you as an adult and sometimes, those memories trip you up and you make bad decisions. Good thing God forgives.
My issues are self-diagnosed, and I have self-medicated on weed for many years. For the last 4 years, I am at about 50% of each year. Before that I went years in between and then it was not long binges, just with old friends on a rare visit No children, and the ADD which might be weed-related, is better than what Psyance would have done. Being emotionally challenged is not the same as being crazy. Kek. I never got arrested and my credit is around 800. I survived if not triumphed. My reward awaits in heaven... I'm good with that.
They aren't you, but many are brain-dead. There has been plenty of time to change and not have your children under their control. It's been years since we knew and evidence coming out constantly. No matter the costs, if you don't get your children out then you are guilty of neglect.
It's actually abuses. I can tell you my parents pulled me out of school when the teacher was abusive and homeschooled me a while until I can find a different school to attend.
Thats Great! I'm not a parent, and can't make a baby, but I know that I'd spend more time with my kid than 99% of people do.
As A singer, I had to find a new Artist to cover at Karaoke. Kane Brown is about 30 and has a lot of hits. He had a crap childhood like me. He is a mixed-race guy and sings a variety of styles including Bro-Country. He has a song that both he and his wife say is their favorite song. For My Daughter, it is probably way down the list in popularity, but it's a great song.
I can't sing it yet, I will have to sing it in private many times before I can sing it without crying. I'm somewhat emotionally challenged, but not angry, just sad. It's odd in that to many people if they saw me cry would have sympathy, but it isn't a case of actually being upset, it's a lack of ability to control sad emotions easily.
PTSD isn't just military, it can be anyone at any age. Among so many things that I went through as a real-life Charles Dickens character occurred at 10. My mother's Worst Nightmare of many husbands / BF was an asshole who literally beat my mother down many times. I had a kitten who was probably too small to be weaned. It pottied on the floor and he kicked it and killed it. He made me bury it...
Not long afterward, I went with him to the convenience store. In those times the candy Isles were huge, and I was in the store making up my mind what I wanted to buy, I'd made my own money starting at age 8. The POS was waiting in the jalopy of a car for me. The windows of the store were plastered with ads such that there was only 1/4th an inch of window around the edges. So I come out of the store, and a lady had him by the hair from the passenger window, while her husband was pounding his face through the driver's side window. He then pulled him out, threw him on the ground, and jumped up and down on him. Then someone else came out of the store and they took off.
I stood there watching him get the shit beat out of him, and didn't go in the store to try and get him help. This scumbag never hit me, but I watched him beat down my mother many times. As a 10 Y/O I felt like he was getting what he deserved. I had to go to some preliminary court to testify, and its the only time I ever lied in court. When the Judge asked me "What did you see little boy?" I told him I didn't see anything...
I found out why he got beat up, seems he and his uncle had beat that guy up. It surprised me to learn that because I'd never met or heard of the Uncle.
I'm 65 almost 66 and not dying yet, but not healthy. I wasn't violent and probably went 50/50 in childhood fights. However, I'm a strong-willed person. I doubt many people would believe what me and my sister went through, but God has kept me safe and He uses me as a street/bus counselor. I'm very adebt at in-person conversation, and I can figure out if a woman is being abused, and I'll share stories of my life to try and convince her to protect her kids by leaving the abuse. Frankly I'd rather live in a tent in the woods than watch mommy get brutalised. Same thing with young people working dead-end jobs, as I have done. With my Lazy Eye, my PTSD, and ADD, I never scored less than 135 on an IQ test and didn't ever use the full allotted time.
I'm to blame for all the decisions I made as an adult, but I don't take responsibility for the poor decisions I made as a child. I pretty much ran my own life since I was 10. A child's life is a terrible thing to waste...
Sorry for the diatribe, God kept me alive through many accidents with only a few minor injuries, and I never hurt anyone else either. It wasn't easy to give up driving in 2007, and then 2 more times with brief stints of new cars.
I am sorry for your condition and I know PTSD is not just for vets. I hope you have found relief in music and God. May God help you find peace and know that as children, you are under the circumstances of your family. You carry that with you as an adult and sometimes, those memories trip you up and you make bad decisions. Good thing God forgives.
My issues are self-diagnosed, and I have self-medicated on weed for many years. For the last 4 years, I am at about 50% of each year. Before that I went years in between and then it was not long binges, just with old friends on a rare visit No children, and the ADD which might be weed-related, is better than what Psyance would have done. Being emotionally challenged is not the same as being crazy. Kek. I never got arrested and my credit is around 800. I survived if not triumphed. My reward awaits in heaven... I'm good with that.