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I was a kid who wasn't mean but I did have trouble sitting still. I think that is why God brought me into the ministry because I don't have to sit still in church and can even talk out loudly. One incident I remember was when I was 14. I was about the same size as my Dad and I told him no when he told me to do something. I stood my ground and even came closer to him and raised my hand against him. He grabs my wrist and then I raised my other hand. He grabbed that hand too and then I was forced to the ground. He looked at me very angrily and said, "Son, are you gonna do what I say?" I said, "yes sir". lol I love that guy. I had stepped over the line and he humbled me. At 14 I did not understand old man strength. My folks were good to me. They would get on me if I did something wrong. By the time I was 16 I kept out of trouble on the most part.I was born in 1974 (46 for you Dumbasses). I was never really a bad kid so I rarely was in trouble. Part of that could be my dad was a big yeller. He scared the shit out of me with his voice so I never really got out of line. I think maybe I was spanked twice, but given the option between a spanking or loss of tv for a week I would always opt for loss of tv.
I wasn’t ignored, but being a kid of the 80’s I was part of the latch key generation. My mom was a nurse and worked the 3-11pm shift about 3 days per week. I’m pretty sure my being home without parents contributed to some childhood bad eating habits, watching too much TV and raiding my dads porno’s whenever I wanted. I also was a very average student because I didn’t have parents pushing me enough or helping with my homework. Essentially I was a lazy non starter.
Huh, I woulda guessed an exorcism or conversion therapy.I was a kid who wasn't mean but I did have trouble sitting still. I think that is why God brought me into the ministry because I don't have to sit still in church and can even talk out loudly. One incident I remember was when I was 14. I was about the same size as my Dad and I told him no when he told me to do something. I stood my ground and even came closer to him and raised my hand against him. He grabs my wrist and then I raised my other hand. He grabbed that hand too and then I was forced to the ground. He looked at me very angrily and said, "Son, are you gonna do what I say?" I said, "yes sir". lol I love that guy. I had stepped over the line and he humbled me. At 14 I did not understand old man strength. My folks were good to me. They would get on me if I did something wrong. By the time I was 16 I kept out of trouble on the most part.
I didn't think my parents were that strict. I had rules and punishment when I broke the rules, but they gave me a lot of freedom. My dad believed in trusting me until I gave him a reason to not trust me. Honestly, I was just really good at not getting caught doing anything wrong. I felt I deserved punishment on those times I did get caught.One poll per day.