Survey for ALL you stutterers.

[youngm]

OK, I have some questions for all you stutterers out there.

What kind of personality does your parents have?

i.e:

Were they the type to criticise other people for whatever reason?

Where they very judgemental people?

Where they very arrogant towards others?

Would they backstab other people a lot?

Where they verbally and/or mentally abusive in any way?

Would they put you down a lot when you were younger?

If you are a male, try to relate all the above questions to your father and if you are a female, try relating it to your mother.

I'm just very curious.

[Hector]

My father always expected a lot from me. I remember at school getting 98% in a mock exam and he said I was '2% ignorant'. When I passed my driving test he said 'I didn't think you'd do it'.
He thought doing drama studies at University would cure my 'gabbling' as he called my stutter.
Interestingly enough, he told me he used to stammer when he was a teenager, then just grew out of it - think he expected me to do the same!

[Theo Dreiser]

My father was abusive.
My mother was ignorant of the abuse.
Relatives were the same.

This explains a lot to me.

[Asif]

Hehe...
How much should I reveal???
My childhood was a total nightmare.
But probably the worst thing of many outstandingly bad things was the frequent reminders that I was not wanted, not loved and had no right to be alive at all.
I was dumped in a children's home for ten years where things were even worse than "at home".
Well: no wonder - really - that I had a few problems to deal with.
But I can smile at it now: any life is what any life is: unique and different to anyone else's.

[wenchnwitches]

Although I hasten to add my parents did the best that they could. They were poor Irish immigrants who had the minimum education. My dad was physically abusive with my mother, and while I am not condoning his behaviour, my mum would never shut up, provoking him despite our pleas to her to be quiet. The amazing thing is that none of my siblings hate my dad - he is deceased now.

My dad would often scold us; I remember when I pissed him off, he would pull down my underwear and tan my ....I was scared of him - he could turn moody at the drop of a hat. My mum had a history of mental breakdowns and was in and out of the hospital. My older siblings would often pick on me, bossing me around and basically making me feel lousy about myself, not all of them, I had a couple of loving older sisters. The others made me feel inadequate and stupid. My mum was judgemental; she despised the "brummies" saying they wouldn't give you the steam off their piss, they are miserable, etc. But she was as loving as she could be to me, and wanted me to go onto university and become a doctor - fat chance!!! The screaming matches between my folks were awful - I'd go to my room and put my hands over my ears.......

[Asif]

It is good that we can be so honest.
The past may have been horrible, but it is the present that we must live with: moment by moment.
Asif.

[wenchnwitches]

Amen to that Asif; I am actually grateful NOW that I grew up so poor because i appreciate everything that I have, and it makes it more satisfying to see the accomplishments that you've made due to working hard and making a buck.