I was always tearing stuff apart to see how it worked.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I was never one to patiently pick up broken fragments and glue them together again and tell myself that the mended whole was as good as new. What is broken is broken - and I'd rather remember it as it was at its best than mend it and see the broken places as long as I lived.
It's so easy to just rip someone's work apart.
I was one of those kids who took apart their toys to see how they work, just to see what they were made up of.
When you take something apart, you get a great sense of what it took to originally put it together.
I was brought up to reuse things.
As a kid, I remember taking apart whatever I could get my hands on.
I was reading a book... 'the history of glue' - I couldn't put it down.
There's a way about it: tearing people down, but not tearing them apart.
I have always had this mentality because I hated to break anything on the car.
I've always been good at putting things behind me - I fall apart, do my crying bit and then put it away and move it.