What are your parents like? And who is your role model (by actions, not ideals))

Asking because I want to cross compare how normal or dysfunctional my own parents are. Also curious who people look up to in terms of taking action, not preaching it, in your own lives.

(Media preaches for the most part, it is rare I find a solution or call to action that individuals can move on in their own lives.)

My dad was cool, funny, mean, kind, violent, smart and honestly cared about my welfare and how I was doing. He was with me from the beginning of my illness, always supportive, always stuck by me even during the years I was addicted to drugs. My mom was cool in her own way, very smart, and she honestly cared about me too.

I credit my dad with getting me through my worst times, when I first got sick and I was suffering in the group home he would come and visit me, sometimes even in the middle of his work day. I used to feel like giving up the first two years I was sick but he wouldn’t let me give up on myself. We used have talks for two or three hours at a time about life and his life and almost everything else.

He led a good, interesting life; he traveled and had cool friends and lots of people liked him. I wish he was still alive, I occasionally dream about him and that always cheers me up. After he died in 2007 my mom was there for support and I used to make the long drive to her house about once a week.

We would talk and watch TV and play hearts with me, her and my stepdad. She would always let me take a nap in the spare bedroom when socializing became too stressful or overwhelming for me. She was a good cook too and I used to have dinner at their house all the time. She had health problems her whole life but took care of us kids and taught us to be polite and nice. My parents weren’t saints but I got along with them good and always enjoyed my visits with them.

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The best things parents can do sometimes is leave good memories, of course that means having a good perspective lens to view through. Always a good thing to hold onto the best rather than the worst.

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My mother was vile and I’m glad she is gone. My 2nd AA sponsor was like the dad I never had. Him I still miss.

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My parents are important to me. I love them.
They were terribly unfit to raise me,
It was a disaster

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My parents both are deceased, have been for years.

Both were diagnosed bipolar, both unmedicated. My mom got on meds when I was 20ish, which helped her immensely, but my dad refused meds for it until the day he died. He hated that I was taking psych meds.

But yeah, ■■■■ was ■■■■■■ up. My parents were very unpredictable, could very quickly go into a rage. Very stressful and frightening home environment growing up.

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I had good parents. They weren’t as attentive as they could have been, but it was the 90’s. I had to figure out a lot of stuff on my own. I wasn’t home a lot anyways and they were and are still there for me. They just did a lot of stupid stuff. Like I lived in 11 different houses by the time I was 18. I was homeschooled till the fourth grade and went to a different school every year until the ninth grade. Just stupid stuff. My mom is still kinda dumb like this. Always looking for new answers getting into new religions or ideas. I like my parents and they lead a good example, but it wouldn’t have been hard to have had an easier upbringing.

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i had parents that i worshipped and they deserved it from me. i never attempted anything rash or evil due to their good watch. they’re gone now and i miss them. there are things i want to show them like i am almost recovered usually – alas, they are gone to eternity.

judy

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My mom died when I was 20. I had a difficult relationship with my father until I became in my forties. Then we became friends and traveled together all over Europe even though he had problems walking.

He was a successful man with his own company, but he never expected that i would succeed in life, he knew that my MI gave me some limits. In some respects he was a model for me, we were very much alike, he had mental problems too.

I was there when both my mother died and my father (cancer). Seeing another person die is tough.

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I have good parents.

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My great-great Grandfather was apparently a animal, because my great grandfather ran away from him as a kid and never saw him again. My great grandfather I did not hear much about but seemed like a hard ass from what I can gather (like take your kids out into the frozen wilderness to help log trees using hand saws and axes + horses to pull the cart, before they had chainsaws/trucks), my grandfather sees the world in black/white and was a American WW2 veteran against Japan, My father is a hippie conservative who sees in shades of grey and he clashed with my grandfather constantly. I see the world like a unhealthy kaleidoscope, and can’t decide if the world is more or less crazy than me or not.

I think the father-son generation progression has improved slightly, as a kid I only wanted to stab a stick through my hand when my dad was a bully/a#$H@#$.

My mom is a toxic positive (insert the word), she uses me as a tool literally for her own emotional gratification. My grandmother is a beached whale who dove my grandfather insane/into his grave in a unhappy marriage. From the way things are going I think my mom wants to learn more from my grandmother.

I am lucky my parents still let me live in the house with them with me being schizophrenic and all the fun that generates. I have to remind myself constantly that as bad as my outer problems seem to be, the internal chemical problems are really what is ruining my life. I know for a fact that all of my family issues would be a trivial walk in the park if I felt like I could control my own mind.

As much as I dislike my parents, they were there for me. And in terms of parenting, at least they are not drug addicts.
Maturity, honesty, calmness and patience are the best parenting traits from what I can gather.

The one thing I have learned from living in America is the virtue of opting out, believe me there are always better places to be and better things to do than what you see in front of you. Opting in to things that are wholesome/honest is equally as important, and if I could: there are many opportunities in my past I would have rather opted into If I could control myself to a higher conscious degree.

I think that family is all about being there for people younger than yourself. However, that doesn’t mean you will have someone hold your hand through life all the way to the end of the road. Living life means taking initiative of your own means.

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There are people I admire and look up to and they treat me with respect and genuine kindness.
They are so great yet they don’t prance around “I’m better than you n your a loser” like my neighbourhood etc yuck vibes.
No need for that sh it .
Truly great one has no need to do that sh it.

I appreciate seeing a natural woman the other day at salvos.
She is a chubby thing like me but she’s so lovely.
She is genuinely friendly I think and never wears makeup or colours her hair etc
She’s a good Aussie Sheila.
She’s been married over forty years to her husband.they have lovely looking kids too.
She always looks genuine and real.
He smile and kindness is not fake as I see.
So many fake people and fake people pretending to be natural n real so appreciate that .

My Mom was an Angel.
Smart, caring, kind, empathetic, loving and loyal

I miss her dearly

My father is fiery but a good man too

He supported me all my life

I am lucky to have good parents

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My parents doubt my abilities sometimes, which is kind of a downer cause it makes me doubt myself


My dad was an ■■■■■■■ when I was growing up.
He still kind of is, but I can stand up for myself now at least.

My mom had her “weird” moments but was basically always there for me emotionally.
She is definitely 1 of my best friends


Saying that- they’ve both supported me in the end of whatever (sometimes crazy) thing I wanted to do.

I don’t know that i really have a role model though




My parents were horrible, dad left when i was about 5 and never saw him again. Mom neglected me to such an extent that im reminded of a quote from les miserables ‘some orphans have parents.’

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