The needs of babies and toddlers were constant and drained the life out my sense of self and my family's relationship with each other.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
When I first had a child, I really had a hard time trying to figure out how it was all going to fit together. Because I felt like, when I was with him, I wanted to be writing and I should be writing. And when I was writing, I felt like I should be with him, and wanted to be with him. So I was unhappy a lot.
I was an unhappy child, and that puts me off having a child of my own.
I didn't have time for my children much. I wasn't a very good parent; I had a pretty unhappy home life.
Growing up, I had a very happy childhood, with two parents who are still very much together.
Once I was able to take care of myself and my children, I then wanted to share.
When I was a kid, everything was so unplanned, my parents were so erratic, and my world was so inconsistent.
I had a very difficult childhood. I was surrounded by people who had both parents, which made me feel different. Having a bit of a rougher existence early on, it made me appreciate the work ethic that my grandparents instilled in me.
Even as a child I had a strong relationship with yearning and desire. And loss. Those things spoke to me.
As a child, I was able to know that I wanted a better life.
Ours was a loving, nurturing household, but, at the same time, my parents' goal was to make all their children self-sufficient.