Did you have a nice or horrible childhood.?!
Question: Why? Thank you.
Answers: Why? Thank you.
Hi Phil. All I will say is it was what is was. Today I am grateful, it gave me many gifts. But, it also no longer exists, I am here now!
Blessings!
nice...it was happy
horrible
Part of it was pretty traumatic but I choose to remember the great stuff.
My childhood was horrible.
My dad was an alcoholic and both my parents were Meth addicts. Need I explain more?
I'm glad I didn't turn out like them..
God love my little Mama, she made my life at home as miserable as she possible could. She moved me out of the house when I was 17 so that she could use my bedroom as her dining room. When I came for a visit and saw the wall gone, I knew she wasn't going to let me come home.(True story.)
very nice. ^_^
It was unhappy (It was full of arguments with my mum from the age of 11-18) although we get along like a house on fire now. However, it was nothing compared to what some kids go through. I don't regret a second of it though because it made me what I am today and I am happy with that person
I had a wonderful childhood. It was a very carefree stage of my life.
Both...most of my cherished memories are from childhood--I grew up watching my parents fight about every day of my adolescence to my young adulthood my father's an alcoholic he has been for almost 30 years---so it's had a huge impact on me as an adult...still trying to recover...
Mostly horrible. Got picked on alot at school.... saw my family go through a terrible devorce. My life started looking up at around the age of 22. When i met my fiance, and he changed my world.... made me happy, smile and generally a better person..... he is my everything.
A nice one, thanks to my mum who is just the most amazing mum ever
HORRIBLE my dad beat us.
My childhood was rather happy despite my overbearing parents
I don't exactly regret whatever that has happened, as it has made me whom I am today.
it was a bit of both
horrible I left home at 11, back in the 60s
I had a not very nice childhood I was born 1940 My dad commited bigamy in the war and never bonded with me and as a result he was not very gentle and had my brother and sister as pets ~~
Nice. I met my best friend at age 5 and we have had a blast ever since!
I had a great childhood. My parents are still married, so obviously they were married during my childhood, they treated me well, raised me right, gave me self-confidence and everything I ever needed. I have a wonderful older sister, to this day she is one of my best friends, and my parents never let on about their finances, so I wasn't stressed out as a kid or spoiled. I had a very realistic view of the world.
nice but i was spoilt
I had a stable one. My siblings and i were looked after but although we all felt loved by dad (he was great) none of us felt loved by mum,just tolerated. This, sometimes was very hurtful but it made me see how important it was to show my own children lots and lots of love...................
Horrible, It's too dreadful to explain.
not very nice but i cant say horible either.i still remmember those beautiful days i miss my childhood,beautiful days!i was a beautiful boy too i donno wht happen!lol alas!
I'm still there and its pretty crappy
I had a lovely childhood, parents didn't have a lot of money, but my 2 brothers and I never went without. There was lots of love and attention and we are all still very close today.
id rather not talk about it
very happy,,because it just was I guess,,
Mostly it was great.
Probably very different from most of the people who will answer this, because I was born before the last War, so grew up without all the luxuries which people (myself included) see as necessities now.
Things like central heating (just a coal fire in the living room and the only hot water came out of a kettle)
Being able to shop till you drop - you bought what you could with the meagre food and clothing coupon allowance.
But with all the restrictions a time to be just a child - to come home when it was getting dark, to climb trees with your dress tucked in your knickers, to get clouted by the local copper or a neighbour for nicking apples (about the only fruit we ever saw) and another from Dad if he found out. It also meant that everyone was looking out for you, so in spite of the blackout (no street lights) we felt safe.
Walked and, later, biked for miles - no petrol. Picnics were bread and home-made jam sandwiches and a bottle of cold tea.
I think it was the freedom and no pressure from anybody or anything to enjoy just being a child.
Edit: Jason, you look lovely - if only I were 50 years younger!
The very worst,do you have a month of Sundays? But I made sure my children had a great childhood and they have told us many times it was the best.
It was nice because I didn't have to take care of myself and now I have all the burden of life. Love, honey