Consequently, I arrive at the destination of my fiftieth year on the planet retaining no worth or usefulness. Why do I identify with such unattractive attributes and wherever did these perceptions originate? Undoubtedly I had experienced occasions in my yesterday when I called …show more content…
Certainly, I can affirm that belief of this nature evolve from years of exposure to significant people in his or her life that support and reinforce the viewpoint of worthlessness and inadequacy.
Specifically, for me personally, the supposition of worthlessness originated around the year of 1967. The belt lashed my velvety skin with cracking and forceful blows leaving behind the signature of the man I loved most, my father. Following the release of my father’s anger and tantrum, appeared the evidence of his actions, evidence stained in shades of red and purple displayed shamelessly on my three year old body. Perhaps I had committed a transgression deserving of such a chastening. Maybe I spilled a glass of milk, murmured a sassy remark or worst of all, I possibly caused him …show more content…
Can you literally delete fifty years of your life with no consequences? In contrast, my consciousness continually resides within the memories from my past and from the entirety that I have lost. However, while I mourn the past and struggle with the future, my father, in stark contrast not only moved forward but revised history. He has no daughter. He has no grandchildren. He was not married for fifty-two years. No, this man is young and unencumbered, well as free as a seventy-three year old man can be. He has forgotten fifty-two years of his life or is he simply suppressing those memories in order to forge a new future with a completely different set of