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Hey Pandas, If You Could Change Anything About Your Childhood What Would It Be? (Closed)
What would you change about your childhood?
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My childhood is the only piece of my life that I'm perfectly fine with.
Make it so I did have a childhood and wasn't forced to grow up so fast, starting at the age of 4.
I would rather have had fewer bullies, so... I would change my looks.
Mine would be this too 😂 blend in, not wear odd shoes and aluminium foil in my hair. Ex total loser here too 💕 we grow up to be amazing people with amazing lives 😉
If I could change anything about my childhood, I would change the fact that mom would always blame me for how I would feel.
I was a little demon child from K-4, so I’d be a nicer person. Can’t count how many friends I’ve lost because of the stupid crap I did to them as a child.
So much that I'd probably start crying mid-sentence. Just don't want to recall/ remember those locked up memories :)
I was sexually assaulted for 2 years (1st and 2nd grade) and thought it was normal and that I just had to live with it until I realized it's actually really wrong and should be stopped. Now I have trauma and am fighting against it and am on a healing path, but I'll never be the same.
Kind of everything...
My parents would never have had divorced. They were both present in my life. I just wish they had worked things out.
If I could change something it would be for parents not to have divorced. But since I love me, maybe if I changed that it would change me. So I'll leave well enough alone. I will say this, their divorce is the number one reason I chose not to have children. I was afraid if my marriage ended in divorce, my children would suffer the kind of hurt my brother and I suffered. But get this: Ive been married to only one man for 37 years. Maybe we have lasted because we didn't have children, go figure.
When I was 1/3 through kinder and half through first grade I had a bully, her name was Carly. She would say and do some really mean things. I had these cute frozen shoes with Elsa and Anna on them, and she had the same pair as me, so anytime I wore them she would go CRAZY! One time I wore them when she was wearing them but she did not notice till we were running laps in P.E because this girl pointed them out... Well not to get into details but she yelled at me. Now to another time I was not in my frozen shoes but still being the bully that she was, she claimed I was "taking to long" to slide down the slide because her turn was next. So when she got to top I was climbing up the chain ladder, net thing I got to the top, she shoved me of the playground back onto the net AND IT HURT!
So now you know the story, I wish I could stand up for myself instead of backing down and feeling like total trash. I also wish I knew that it was not normal to be made front of by others, and to be shoved around.
my conception, i truly wish i wasn't born. My mom would be so much happier, and would be able to afford medicine for herself
You take that back. Take that back right now! If you weren't born I would not have met such a wonderful person with such great humor! You do NOT know what would have happened if you weren't in the picture, and god forbid, there could have been even worse issues that have been adjourned because you were born.
Different parents. One has borderline personality and the other is an enabler.
I’d try to find a way to be closer to my mother. She’s a good person, but she wasn’t raised in an affectionate family, and consequently neither was I. Now that I’m a middle-aged adult hundreds of miles away I can tell she’s pained that we’re not close, but as we were never close in my youth and have no common interests, I don’t know how to bridge that gap.
I had the same issue with my dad. He wasn't brought up by an affectionate father, so he was not very close to me as a child. I remember tearing up seeing other fathers playing with their children in parks, when mine did not even talk in full sentences with me. But my mom had a completely opposite family, and she helped him understand and grow a good relationship. Now we have a completely healthy and normal family. And I'm so thankful to my mom. It took time to build his confidence, but it was worth it. If you have anyone in ur family who can help bridge the gap between you two, take their help. Try talking about your mother's interests with her, and encourage her to talk about yours with you. Virtual hugs from me to you
Not that I hated or discount my life experiences I wonder what life would have been like had my Dad not died of a heart disease that doctors were just learning about. He was 40 years and 2 days old. I was 14 and forced to grow up quickly. His death caused depression in my my Mom leaving me to to do more for my siblings who were 10 and 4 than a 14 y/o should.
Actually do my homework as a kid and LEARN TO STUDY, it has been proved hard to learn as an adult...
Also, not to be such an insensitive jerk to my family and friends at times. Didn't realise how annoying I was until much later.
Shut up about your English teacher. We don’t care that she’s abusing us, you’re digging your own grave. Don’t send that email, it’s going to make it worse. Just endure her.
The amount that I fight ( and still fight) with my sisters
Tell Jana what I feel for her before our ways split after 4th grade
OMG that girl. First love, but to shy to even speak to her. And maybe kick all the bullies who blamed her for her awesome recorder flute skills in their asses.
Actually wishing to stay young instead of wishing to be older than once before, and also try to learn that all things come with time, and not rush EVERYTHING,
gosh though i miss those days
I wish my father had actually cared enough about me to take me away from my mother who was trafficking me from ages 4-17 when she finally tried to kill me because I was “too old” for perverts to use anymore.
I wish my father had actually cared enough about me to take me away from my mother who was trafficking me from ages 4-17 when she finally tried to kill me because I was “too old” for perverts to use anymore.
I wish my father had actually cared enough about me to take me away from my mother who was trafficking me from ages 4-17 when she finally tried to kill me because I was “too old” for perverts to use anymore.
I wish my father had actually cared enough about me to take me away from my mother who was trafficking me from ages 4-17 when she finally tried to kill me because I was “too old” for perverts to use anymore.
