Diana Quotes

I remember the bad times as a succession of painful emotional snapshots: Me walking into the library at 24 Sussex, seeing my mother in tears, and hearing her talk about leaving while my father stood facing her, stern and ashen.

Parents don't understand kids and kids don't understand parents. My parents were divorced when I was really young and I went to live with my dad.

My parents divorced, and I didn't have much of a daddy growing up.

My brother and I tortured my mother growing up.

The word 'divorce' wasn't foreign to me. As a child of the 1970s, I grew up as part of a generation of kids whose parents got divorced, and it wasn't seen as this terrible thing. Maybe that's why I believed what my father told me and Reina that day: that everything would be okay. But it wasn't.

My stepfather was fond of letting me know, quote, 'I ain't your... damn daddy.' That was something that was painful, to put it mildly.

I grew up in a broken home.

I don't want to get too detailed and personal, but my parents got divorced when I was about nine. A lot of that had to do with my dad being on the road and that disconnect.

My mother wasn't any better than my father.

I was six when my parents divorced, and that was tough for me.

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

My parents separated when I was younger.

I grew up in a broken home. My dad was out of the home when I was five years old. I never knew him very well.

There's something about a divorce in that even if your parents still love you, the fact that they can't live with each other makes you feel there's something wrong with you.

The real demon in my life is my father.

My parents' marriage was already shaky when I came along. They split up when I was five, and I didn't see Dad all that often after that - four or five times a year.

I had a very rocky, difficult, emotional childhood with my parents.

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

My mother, Carole Hedges, was my world until she walked out of our house when I was 7. Actually, she didn't walk out. Alcohol walked her out.

Well, I was about six or seven, and my mother and father separated.

If you are going through something with one of your parents, you know that there is this feeling inside you constantly that something is wrong. Even if you want to pretend that it doesn't matter to you or you don't care, the truth of the matter is that you do, because they are your parents and you love them.

I can see how the young girls really get hurt when their moms are critical, or vice versa when they're overly critical of their moms. It can be so painful.

There was a great strain in our family because my father didn't want anything to do with me. He was happy to see my brother and sister, but not me. I don't know why. Maybe it was shame. I don't know. But he never wanted anything to do with me. That rejection was terribly hurtful and it went on for years.

Parents, you know, can be terrible.

I've been estranged from my father since I was eight.