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Psychology 01

3/29/14

What I would like to change about my behavior

I am a mature eighteen year old that knows what she wants and goes for it. I am ambitious, I am confident, and I most of all try keeping a smile on my face and try staying positive with things in life. The behavior that I would like to change in myself is the way I am with my parents at times. I feel like at times I’m aggressive with my tone of voice with my mom although she didn’t do anything to me and with my dad I feel like I show no interest in anything that he tells me or shows me. The way it bothers me is emotionally and mentally, emotionally because it hurts that I am like this with them although I don’t tend to be and mentally because I know I shouldn’t be like this towards them. What made me like this if you’re questioning is my childhood, I had a rough childhood. I saw verbal abuse throughout my childhood and when my dad would leave my mom crying I would go to her asking why is she crying although I already knew but she would answer me with a aggressive hatred voice. When she was done crying and seem to be doing things to keep her mind occupied, I would go back asking her if she’s ok, she would reply “Leave me alone” with a irritated voice. My dad stopped having conversations with me when arguments started happening with my mom. My dad paid no attention to me, he says his way of showing his love towards me is buying me material things. I’m not going to lie I loved it I mean any kid getting what they asked for goes crazy but as I was growing, I realized material things aren’t all that.
I wanted to feel the love, I wanted to hold a conversation with my dad but was hardly around and when he was it was pure verbal abuse I would hear or he would be moody so I never dared too. Now that he’s around and try’s asking me a obvious answer although I know he’s trying to hold a conversation but I really don’t want to. I am eighteen now, it’s been a year and a half that he just started

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