Journal entry from Christmas, 1992
Dec. 25th, 1992 10:18 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
garoteWe went to my eccentric Uncle Denny's house to celebrate Christmas. He told me some interesting things.
"Your parents, in particular your dad, they bully you a lot psychologically. Your dad always maintains this image that he is the tough, wise man who never screws up and is financially stable. But believe me, they're just as scared and insecure as you are."
"What you need to do is get out from under them, get away from them, and develop some self esteem for yourself."
"Let me tell you, despite what your parents say, or what your sister does in college; grades, grading, the whole system, it doesn't mean shit. I have a friend in Australia, never went to college, applied to one but was refused because of his grades. So he struck out on his own, and became a millionaire. And you know what? The college then sends him a letter asking him to please attend their college, just so they can say he went there. They offer to pay him a thousand dollars per visit - per day. Naturally, he refused."
"Find your one thing, that one special thing, and stick to it. Do it, do it, do it, and nothing else matters jack shit compared to it. If you can make your life out of it, happiness and perhaps even success will come to you."
He fully recommends that I read the autobiography of Albert Einstein, and constantly declares that "that guy was a REAL genius."
When I got home later that evening, I felt very sick. I sat down in front of the heater feeling very sick, dizzy, kind of nauseated. That was the night I caught the flu.
"Your parents, in particular your dad, they bully you a lot psychologically. Your dad always maintains this image that he is the tough, wise man who never screws up and is financially stable. But believe me, they're just as scared and insecure as you are."
"What you need to do is get out from under them, get away from them, and develop some self esteem for yourself."
"Let me tell you, despite what your parents say, or what your sister does in college; grades, grading, the whole system, it doesn't mean shit. I have a friend in Australia, never went to college, applied to one but was refused because of his grades. So he struck out on his own, and became a millionaire. And you know what? The college then sends him a letter asking him to please attend their college, just so they can say he went there. They offer to pay him a thousand dollars per visit - per day. Naturally, he refused."
"Find your one thing, that one special thing, and stick to it. Do it, do it, do it, and nothing else matters jack shit compared to it. If you can make your life out of it, happiness and perhaps even success will come to you."
He fully recommends that I read the autobiography of Albert Einstein, and constantly declares that "that guy was a REAL genius."
When I got home later that evening, I felt very sick. I sat down in front of the heater feeling very sick, dizzy, kind of nauseated. That was the night I caught the flu.
