Different Types Of Parents Influenced My Life

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I could name a hundred and one mentors I’ve encountered and been influenced by, but many of them would only have a smidgen of effect on who I am now. Unsurprisingly, the most influential mentor I’ve encountered is you. There are certain things in our upbringing that influences us in a very complete way and I believe the type of parents we grow up with are one of the most impactful things. Different types of parents produce different types of people in the world and I fully believe had I had a different mother, I would not be who I am today. Should any event in your life had gone differently, I think I may have turned out a different person. Had you of gotten married, had you of stayed married, had you of given me up, or had you of not had my …show more content…
If I had grown up with a father, being my own or my sister’s, I would most certainly be a different person. As I grew up, I was given responsibility, being the oldest, to babysit often. I learned how to take care of myself, how to take care of another. I learned how to entertain a child and how to make my snacks. Perhaps, without these little lessons, I would not be so independent, so keen to be on my own and seek out the world while knowing very certainly that I am capable of keeping myself, and even maybe another, alive and well. I see some people would look at this and think that you were a bad mother, that I shouldn’t have been trusted to babysit when I was younger, but I know that you were wonderful and that this brought me to be who I am. If I was not so independent, I don’t know who I would be, it is such a huge part of who I am. On another side of things, I think if I had grown up with a father figure, I would not be who I am either. I cannot see myself looking at any man and thinking of him as a father. My distaste for authoritative men is such a strong part of me, I don’t know if having grown up with a father could’ve changed that. I think I might have been a problem child had I had a man trying to raise me, trying to tell me how I could me. In many ways, it was best for both of us it was only you and me for …show more content…
You looked at me as a child and said to yourself, I will educate her and show her the world, but I will not tell her how to think. While my grandparents would very much like to push their views on the world upon me, you allowed me to look at the world and form my own opinions on matters. I was never raised with a religion, as you are not religious, but had I come to you as a child and said I wanted to learn, you would have told me, as you wish, and helped me. When my sister became friends with a religious girl and joined a church group, when she came home excited about God and reading a bible, you smiled upon her and let her explore it until her excitement dwindled and she decided such religion wasn’t for her. When I grew intrigued by the world, by myths of old, you bought me books to learn and told me to learn everything I wanted. Now, I am sixteen and I have firm beliefs about religion and my lack of faith, but I believe in my beliefs and you support me still. If you had been religious and forced me to church on early Sunday mornings, to read whatever bible you believed in, to see a god and follow him firmly, I would have been miserable. I would have looked at this bible with distaste, I would despise this god that claimed to have so much control over my life. I am independent and I recognize no god to have control over who I am, over who I will be, over what I will become. If you

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