As my blog grows in readership, there are many more questions which are repeated. There is some level of predictability when it comes to questions from readers, I see.
This is why I find it useful to share some older blogs regularly on my Facebook wall. It is mainly for the benefit of my new readers and also readers who are more forgetful.
A question which I get asked before and which has picked up in frequency in recent months is why am I the way I am?
This is a question I have addressed on a piece meal basis and to make it easier for me in future, I am blogging a reply in the comments section so that I have something which I can find easily to point to readers.
Read only if you are interested in my psyche:
I have some deep seated insecurities which I can never be rid of. I have provided ......
Hi,
I too shared the same background. My family lived on social welfare when I was growing up. While others had pocket money in schools, I drank water from the school toilets’ sinks. My schoolmates kicked football with boots, I had to do barefoot. At the begining of each school year, I had no textbooks for a month or two, to await for the arrival of free school books. New clothes for CNY? I was happy just to have a tattered shirt on my back!
The resulting inferiority complex compelled me to live like a Scrooge, even today.
Yes, today, my properties are fully paid due to fear of debt then any logics. Until a few years ago, I still stitched holes on my clothes. I still flush my urine with a scoop placed under the sink’s tap for washing hands.
Hi Fred,
Thanks for sharing. Our past experience shape who we are now.
I came from a average background and I remember the occasional blackouts (due to late payments) when I was young. However, my parents always give me the best even at their own expense. It is only when I reach adulthood that I understand the sacrifices they have made.