SusanofO
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Thanks, popeye. My mother had many good points, but I do think she was insecure in many ways. My dad just sort of ignored it, when he was home, right or wrong (I think since the kids were all girls in my family, he left raising us mostly up to my mom, although he was a great dad; I had a really good dad, I am so lucky that way). Compared to 95% of the people I've read or heard about who really were horribly physically and/or sexually, I had a great childhood, so I can't really complain. But some of the remnants of that upbringing stick with me to this day, which I try to be aware of, and am working to rid myself of (I still can't go on many diets without "overdoing it", for example), and I attribute some of my OCD to my upbringing, although I can't be sure that's the reason I have it, it tend to view it as a contributing factor, as at my house, there was a "right" way to do just about everything, it seemed. My little sister completely gave up (or maybe it was some sort of revenge) and weighs 220 pounds - I do think that is partly my mother's doing. She is one of the nicest people I know, too, but my mom used to humiliate her about her weight something awful. Anyway, life goes on. I've had a better life than many people I know. My sister just blew it off and went out and bought a t-shirt that says: "I put the FUN in DYSFUNCTIONAL!" - Susan
< Message edited by SusanofO -- 7/13/2006 2:19:32 PM >
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