Mahesh Bhatt Quotes

If your parents ignored you, or if they are just not emotionally available, or if they yell a lot, that is a type of trauma.

I have no memory at all of my mother shouting at me or at my sister. But I do have horrible memories of my father and the way he behaved. He was so tough on our mother.

I hated my father long before I knew there was a word for hate.

The unjustifiable severity of a parent is loaded with this aggravation, that those whom he injures are always in his sight.

I can barely recall a single holiday when my father didn't make a scene or create some kind of chaos. We were always walking on eggshells.

I had a very angry father and was disconnected from my family.

The real demon in my life is my father.

I had a very difficult relationship with my father, which ended up okay, but there were many difficult years.

I can understand a family that's imploding. I have experience of that in my own life.

I can't have my family in my life because they are abusive, and I don't have control over that. There is an abusive culture in my family, and I have to turn away from it.

I grew up in a little bit of a broken home.

When I was a kid, my mother's parenting style teetered between benign neglect and intense bouts of violence.

I didn't write about my mother much in the third year after she died. I was still trying to get my argument straight: When her friends or our relatives wondered why I was still so hard on her, I could really lay out the case for what it had been like to be raised by someone who had loathed herself, her husband, even her own name.

I forgive my mom for being a psycho and my dad for being a loser.

I want to say that nobody accuses their parents of abusing them without justification to do that. I didn't just make it up. A lot of things were true and abusive and horrible things that happened to me that my father did.

Most marriages are a mess, and the children get caught between two bitter, antagonistic parents. My parents stayed married for 27 unhappy years, till their kids were grown, and this was a catastrophe for us.

My biggest grouse since the time I filed for divorce has been that when all the drama unfolded, the children were made pawns. That should never be the case. You never know how it affects them.

Talk about your negative experiences with the father, with your girlfriends. Not with your children. And bite your tongue when it comes to diminishing, denying, dismissing, name-calling.

My father was a very unhappy person, very sarcastic, and my mother was very nervous and worried about what people thought. They weren't monsters, but it wasn't a good childhood.

My mom was a ventriloquist and she always was throwing her voice. For ten years I thought the dog was telling me to kill my father.

I only saw my father twice a year. If I'd seen him all the time I'd probably have murdered him by now. He was very strict.

I grew up in a house of no love or emotion - it kind of sticks with you.

Most of me was glad when my mother died. She was a handful, but not in a cute, festive way. More in a life-threatening way, that had caused me a long time ago to give up all hope of ever feeling good about having had her as a mother.

The great thing about all my siblings is we all agree we had a horrendous childhood. It's not like it doesn't affect us now; it affects us every day, in everything we do.

My husband used to shout at my mother, 'What is wrong with your daughter? I'm married to a man.'