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Today's prompt makes me grumpy. Why? We've already had a couple prompts about childhood. Give it a rest? You: Me: Horrified? Let me explain ... I don't remember much about my childhood. It's hard to be inspired by a blank. It depresses me to read about all-y'all's sanitized picture perfect Barbie Doll upbringing. I know better. Many of you were abused or worse. You've shared it. Or ... I can read between the lines. I'd much rather talk about the present hysteria than about tearing off the scabs of old wounds. Today's prompt: "What is your favorite childhood memory? Does anything make you feel nostalgic?" My anti-prompt response: 1. Hiding under desks because we were told to be afraid of people we had never met about issues we didn't understand. 2. Being told I wasn't allowed to speak around family or neighbors. 3. Never being told the truth about anything that wasn't unpleasant making me always wonder why. 4. Being called names in a culture where "nigger, spic, dago, faggot" was accepted and expected. 5. Not being able to see well enough to play games. Nostalgic? Nostalgic this ... ... Yes, I could play along like a good boy and answer the prompt. Yes, there were good memories. Yes, I've already shared a few. But banging away at this drum only makes me angry. And being angry was NOT allowed as a child. 1,589 |