Yes. But the worst thing is, that in the past I myself considered my obsessions, mannerism, interests and everything "weird" as "f*****g ret*d" and felt deeply ashamed before myself for doing and liking these things.
Now on the other hand, I'm ashamed for having been ashamed in the past.
2wheels4ever wrote:
My parents were pretty sneaky and passive-aggressive about anything I cherished. I would come home from school to find guitars missing or smashed, model kits gone missing. After a while I stopped caring. Why bother? It's only going to get taken away.
Same here. Arguing day after day, year after year, getting a punishment after punishment, having things broken, rearranged, stolen ,thrown away, hidden, etc etc. After some time...I just gave up on some things.
It was a sin. Now I know that I should have resisted longer. Despite the fact it was painful and stressful and tiring I should have never given up, on anything.