"Do you want responsibly to define you as a person?"
I think I have an interesting view of how responsibility works. A view that maybe only I possess. I was raised with rich successful parents in Portland, Oregon. My dad grew up in a trailer in Illinois and worked his ass off in life to end up this a law degree. I am not sure of this, but he probably never really wanted me to have a sense of real hard work, even though it was a more value that he treasures in his life. My dad has usually been in the background of my life; over shadowing me. On the other hand, my mother, like my dad, is a workaholic. I am not sure she was ever taught it, but it is at the core of her personality, and one of the reasons she is such a successful lawyer. She grew up spoiled has well, but has worked herself into a completely different highly motivated person on her own. My brother, who has had a profound impact on my life as well (just much as my parents) has never really been all that responsible. I think it has to do with his Autism and his chaotic, abusive childhood. My mother and father have always had to do everything for him. Even now, in his early thirties, his rent is paid by my father. The only reason he is not living at home is because my father can not stand the sight of irresponsibly living at home. He is also employed by my father.
The combination of my work-aholic parents, my odd brother, and my spoiled childhood, has given me an odd respect for responsibility. But there is another factor that I think makes me really unique. That is my ability to travel and have adventures on my own. My traveling experiences have shown me an incredible hands on way that being responsible means that you cannot embrace adventure and life "in the moment." I was given almost unlimited money to travel in Europe by myself for months. I chose to only spend, depending on what country I was in at the time, only about ten to twenty dollars a day. I did this to prove to myself that I was indeed responsible with money. That if it was necessary I could life without financial support from my parents easily. Since my trip in Europe, all of my free time has been dedicated to convincing myself of how fugal I am. But, what it has really proven, especially when it is compared to my responsibly renting a house or being a student, is that I love traveling because I can pick and choose my responsibilities on the road, and not have to worry about anything while convincing myself I am indeed responsible. This is deeply engrained in me, and it is why I have a strange view when it comes to being responsible. I tell my friends all the time in a condescending voice, "do you want responsibly to define you?" and they always reply, "No, I guess not. I have never really thought about that before."
I think I have an interesting view of how responsibility works. A view that maybe only I possess. I was raised with rich successful parents in Portland, Oregon. My dad grew up in a trailer in Illinois and worked his ass off in life to end up this a law degree. I am not sure of this, but he probably never really wanted me to have a sense of real hard work, even though it was a more value that he treasures in his life. My dad has usually been in the background of my life; over shadowing me. On the other hand, my mother, like my dad, is a workaholic. I am not sure she was ever taught it, but it is at the core of her personality, and one of the reasons she is such a successful lawyer. She grew up spoiled has well, but has worked herself into a completely different highly motivated person on her own. My brother, who has had a profound impact on my life as well (just much as my parents) has never really been all that responsible. I think it has to do with his Autism and his chaotic, abusive childhood. My mother and father have always had to do everything for him. Even now, in his early thirties, his rent is paid by my father. The only reason he is not living at home is because my father can not stand the sight of irresponsibly living at home. He is also employed by my father.
The combination of my work-aholic parents, my odd brother, and my spoiled childhood, has given me an odd respect for responsibility. But there is another factor that I think makes me really unique. That is my ability to travel and have adventures on my own. My traveling experiences have shown me an incredible hands on way that being responsible means that you cannot embrace adventure and life "in the moment." I was given almost unlimited money to travel in Europe by myself for months. I chose to only spend, depending on what country I was in at the time, only about ten to twenty dollars a day. I did this to prove to myself that I was indeed responsible with money. That if it was necessary I could life without financial support from my parents easily. Since my trip in Europe, all of my free time has been dedicated to convincing myself of how fugal I am. But, what it has really proven, especially when it is compared to my responsibly renting a house or being a student, is that I love traveling because I can pick and choose my responsibilities on the road, and not have to worry about anything while convincing myself I am indeed responsible. This is deeply engrained in me, and it is why I have a strange view when it comes to being responsible. I tell my friends all the time in a condescending voice, "do you want responsibly to define you?" and they always reply, "No, I guess not. I have never really thought about that before."
