Autobiographical Essay

Autobiographical Essay

I cannot recall my early childhood, but I can surely narrate as to what might have happened as now I know my personality type and my desires and wants. I can also say that I do remember some bits and pieces of my early childhood up to the age when I begin to identify and differentiate my needs and wants from my brother and sister. I remember voices like do's and don'ts and my parent's biased behavior towards me and my sister. In my early school days I used to wonder as to why my brother gets the bigger share at the lunch hour and we don't. I used to think why I am punished severely of wrong doings than my brother who only gets reprisal. I was being held responsible and I was told again and again by my parents and close aunts and uncles to become careful of my duties and responsibilities, as I am the eldest one and should take care of my younger brother and sister. I remember the times when my sister used to hit me and I used to run away from her due to fear that if she would again hit me I would get hurt. At this small quarrel, my parents use to cuddle and laugh at us, thinking that we were mere kids with no feelings and no ego.

But we did posses feelings and I especially my ego. But I couldn't do anything about it as I was pressurized to become the eldest and be responsible and take the blame of others. At that time my mind used to think of the injustice and I built up aggression against my parent's attitude of indifference at these minor events, which altogether shaped my personality. My parents expected too much from me and I expected love, which they never expressed, in the literal terms. I was and still am the brightest child of my parents, but my brilliance got wasted due to the high expectations of my parents towards me. In a sense they do love me and care for me, but not in the way I wanted.

I wanted to be cuddled and caressed and assured of security and trust from my parents. I did receive attention but in a sense of responsibilities. Then I begin to retaliate and became more and more aggressive. My mother says that I had been aggressive ...