It Goes Both Ways

Jun 19, 2014 17:36

That latest little empathy break through (last entry) made it a lot easier to see my dad for father's day ( Read more... )

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_wastrel June 20 2014, 08:39:40 UTC
Reading about his gymnastic endeavors, I feel lucky that my parents, especially my mother, would've eventually supported me in break-dancing and capoeira the way they did. My mother was terrified, but while there was anxiety I was still ultimately encouraged, and I feel like I'd really be missing a part of myself today if I'd been truly held back from something like that. I still remember the first time I did a flip too, I must've been about half my age.

You already know I can't boast of not having gotten tangled up in things - alcohol, caffeine, you-know-what, and-that-too, you name it. While I don't know that I'm actually having too much of anything in particular to the extent that it's actively bad for me, I certainly do have an addictive personality. But it's true that no one is completely safe from addiction because you can get addicted to pretty much anything, really.

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secretconcierge June 20 2014, 17:32:31 UTC
I can see it from her point of view, but at the same time I felt mad at her for him. He was very talented and that was a mean thing to do. If he had been more of an athlete maybe he would not be making himself fat now. He would have learned discipline and respect for his body. His coach would have been on him if he started getting too fat. And it sounds like he had a lot of trust and admiration for him ( ... )

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