Broken Home Definition by dwirh8


									Broken Home Definition

Most individuals on this earth don't suffer from an obvious or life crippling anxiety or sadness. Most
don't have mental breakdowns, or prolonged periods of serious depression. Most are just normal
people. They're mostly sane, mostly functional, mostly likable even.

But beneath that most individuals are generally sad and sorry within, and disappointed, if not with their
life than with themselves. Rather than the clear depression of people in therapy offices, they wake and
live each day with the quiet and subtle depression most all people hold within, a discontent with what
life has done to them, given them, and taken from them.

They live in the past, either still regretful of certain bad things which have happened, unwilling to move
on, or still obsessed with some positive thing which happened, continually living in the former glory and
happiness which has long faded.

They're afraid of tomorrow, of the next bill to arrive, or obstacle which obstructs them, of whatever
problem the new day may bring. One more problem they can't handle.

No one is born like this. We are raised in homes which taught such lives, in a society which glorified such
lives, by friends, families, and teachers who live such lives. We have known no better.

We're taught English literature rather than self esteem. Physics rather than trust in oneself.

At home, we're taught obedience rather than independence, and fear of the world's dangers rather than
a willingness to try, fail, and learn.

In this "home" we live, grow, and mature, never learning how to best become the individual we should
and need to become, but instead are pressured in all ways to be and become what others want us to
become, whether our parents, friends, bosses, or society itself.

And because of this, much of our earliest memories are of fear and embarrassment. Difficulties with
parents, and the fights and disappointments. Alienation and loneliness at school, and the wish to be
more popular, smarter, thinner. Feeling less than others; being picked on by those we call our friends or

It sucks. We hate it, and we quickly resent our lives, those in it, and, most of all, ourselves. And yet by
the end of our youth we have still the rest of our lives to live in the misery we have learned, with the
expectations we were given, without the knowledge of ourselves we need to be happy.

We're released to our own care, and we struggle, and we marry, and we suffer, and we separate, and
we perpetuate the life we hate to our children. Because that's the way we were raised. Because that's
all we know.

And so we let our teen depression become adult depression, and there it lingers and lingers, cycling in
its intensity till we finally realize and wake up.
We are all the product of broken homes. But as a society and as individuals we need to re-evaluate what
is a broken home, and do what needs to be done to make our home the last broken home, and our teen
depression a thing of the past.

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