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My parents just always taught me to be reasonable.
My parents have always wanted me to pursue a dignified career.
One thing my parents always taught me was to maximize my options.
My parents were very firm about me always getting my homework done.
My parents always saw me as an artist, and that greatly influenced me.
My parents always encouraged me to do creative stuff, to do weird stuff.
I could never repay my parents for always pushing me and believing in me as much as they did.
I don't have any brothers and sisters, so I always relied on my parents to guide me or answer questions.
My parents took a fairly liberal approach at raising me, always encouraging me to be creative and free-thinking.
I was always super, super musical. So my parents recognized that and put me in choirs, piano lessons, and all that.
I think I've actually had a pretty standard upbringing. My parents are really normal, so I've always had them around to keep me grounded.
I've always felt misunderstood. Growing up, it's been my word against the teachers' or my parents' word, and nobody would ever listen to me.
My parents always told me that if you want something, you can do whatever you have to do to get it. As long as it's not against someone else.
My parents always told me about VHS tapes. And the Walkman, everyone had those. I had never even seen one until I got onto 'Stranger Things.'
My parents weren't very strict. They've always trusted me to be independent and make my own decisions. There wasn't really anything to rebel against.
My parents were hardworking. They made every penny stretch as far as possible. That was probably the major reason everything they gave me was always two or three sizes too large.
Early on, my parents noticed an aptitude for being a show-off. I loved attention. I was always saying, 'Watch me do this, watch me do that,' which I now realize with my own kids is a phase that most kids go through.
My parents never pressured me to skate. They always said I could quit if I wanted to. They only expected me to skate when they had already paid for the expensive lessons. But, otherwise they said I could do what I wanted to do.
I've said it before - and I'll say it again: it always seems to me that we come to know our same-sex parents through the bodily and the involuntary; through a kind of fossicking of our own physical strata. As we come to resemble our fathers, so we re-encounter the individual who reared us.
My problem with my parents growing up was not that I was afraid to cry in front of them - they always wanted me to cry because they wanted me to be okay, but it felt kind of icky and gross to cry in front of my parents. So my problem was the polar opposite - I didn't want to cry in front of them because I didn't want to give them the satisfaction.