As a child, I was less than careful with what and how I used to say things. Looking back it wasn’t my fault. I had good enough reasons.
My mum would often say ‘if you can’t say anything nice, don’t say anything at all.’ But children don’t always think how they speak. They will often blurt things out, without engaging their thoughts first.
Years on and society has also changed. Family seem more diverse now. Children spend more time with their friends, some of the old fashioned values are gone. Children grow up quicker. They want to experience the world quicker and are less prepared to wait.
Families tend to spend less time together, so they communicate less. Unfortunately, children don’t always want to know what their parents have to say, let alone teach them. They seem less accountable now than they were when I was growing up.
With work on myself, in my early twenties I became the total opposite. I was too pleasing. I know that if my disability hadn’t been ignored, my life would have taken a different path to the path I’m on now, so I am thankful.
I wasn’t a bad person; I was misunderstood and my issues ignored.