I saw my parents as gods whose every wish must be obeyed or I would suffer the penalty of anguish and guilt.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I have with me two gods, Persuasion and Compulsion.
I had parents who instilled in me the importance of love, morals and hard work. I give God all the glory because he has brought me through so much.
I was little there were times I wanted my parents to be normal. I wanted them to have a religion. I wanted them to have a job, like the parents of every other kid I went to school with.
My parents instilled something greater than myself. They instilled faith in me.
I don't think my mother and father ever had any doubts about what I was to be punished for or not. My parents come from a very strictly defined culture.
My parents wished peace upon their firstborn child.
Losing my father made me want to find out if I could come up with a version of God or the afterlife that I could feel like was acceptable now that both my parents are in it.
I worshipped my father.
My mother and father told me I was god. I was a good Italian boy who hung out with the same four guys. I was a little god.
My father used to see God in human beings and in his work. Each person has his own way.