Does a explicit gay scene in the media affects you in a bad way?

Those who were not raised the same way as the rest of us are extremely lucky. It's a life-long childhood trauma.
 
Good list, and very up-to-date as well.

I guess when you're always wearing your depression-tinted glasses like psycho Hawkeye's, you miss out on a lot. But he's glad he's "not like them." :laugh:
Agreed on missing out.

IMO, it's a glass half-full/half-empty thing; some people want to see all the joy life has to offer, while others want to see how messy and painful it is. Sad.
 
Those who were not raised the same way as the rest of us are extremely lucky. It's a life-long childhood trauma.
Despite appearances, all childhood is trauma. Clearly worse for some than others, but growing up is all about a series of traumatic events. Learning about death is one major learning point. It's the best way to learn about life.
 
Agreed on missing out.

IMO, it's a glass half-full/half-empty thing; some people want to see all the joy life has to offer, while others want to see how messy and painful it is. Sad.

Yep. Gives him a good excuse for his substance abuse. It also helps when a fellow addict tells him that HE'S fine, everyone else (those mysterious "them"s) is fucked up.
 
Yep. Gives him a good excuse for his substance abuse. It also helps when a fellow addict tells him that HE'S fine, everyone else (those mysterious "them"s) is fucked up.

Substance abusers tend to group with those who reinforce their "solutions".

BTW, I'm watching the Cary Grant/Loretta Young/David Niven version of "The Bishop's Wife". It's pretty funny.
 
My dad disapproved and apparently believed that gay men were also child molesters. My uncle (mom's brother) was gay and had a significant other. He moved from Fire Island (NYC) to live with grandma in Grand Rapids when he realized he was dying. His SO, Max, came with him to take care of him. On one of our visits there, my sister and I waited out in the car while mom and dad went in their house to drop something off. Max saw us sitting out there and came out and gave us some little toys he had -- plastic jewelry and stuff. He was German and had a charming accent, and talked to me in German since I was taking it at school. Suddenly my dad rushed out, enraged, and grabbed Max by the shirt and dragged him away from the car window, screaming at him to "get away from my daughters." It was the only time I ever saw him be violent. I felt really bad for Max. Guess my mom did too, because later on she gave me Max's address (after my uncle had died). We exchanged letters for a couple of years. I guess he must have passed away too because the letters stopped.
I’m glad you kept in touch with Max.
 
Substance abusers tend to group with those who reinforce their "solutions".

BTW, I'm watching the Cary Grant/Loretta Young/David Niven version of "The Bishop's Wife". It's pretty funny.
I love that movie, but I love everything Cary Grant.
 
I’m glad you kept in touch with Max.

Me too. He was a neat guy. His family and himself had been taken to concentration camps by the Nazis; he was the only survivor. That's where he and my uncle met; my uncle was with an American troop that liberated that camp. So in a way he was kind of a "war bride." He told me about his childhood and how it ended when the Nazis came for them. A living history lesson. Always wondered what happened to him. Hope he met someone kind.
 
Despite appearances, all childhood is trauma. Clearly worse for some than others, but growing up is all about a series of traumatic events. Learning about death is one major learning point. It's the best way to learn about life.

Of course there are series of traumas throughout childhood. That's normal.

What isn't normal is forcing traumas on children.
 
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