We are our childhood memories

Everything we are, everything we do and how we respond to situations in life is a direct representation of our upbringing.

I come from a very loving family. Normal by all standards. I was hugged and loved every day. My parents laughed with us. My parents disciplined us and spoke to us like we were adults from the moment we learned how to talk. We have always been supported in our ideas. Though they may not always agree with what we think, they will at least always hear us out.

I realize that most people I meet didn't grow up in a safe and loving household. And I admire those who rise above the negativity and hardships from their childhood to become loving and caring adults.

It can't be easy to let go of resentment and emotional scars and give people a chance to show you that things can be different.