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Originally Posted by dwr3
I was very into photography at one point in my life, my father bought me this expensive camera, which was great, but then he kept reminding me of this for the next few years "I've spent so much money, thinking you gonna get a career out of photography and make some money, now it's wasted". When I wanted to do a driving course he said he won't give me a penny, so I started it when I was working and earning my own money. I've spent really lots of cash on the whole course and exams bc it's terribly expensive here, almost half of what I've earned, he actually decided to give me like 20% of it and kept reminding me about it all the time. Such stuff is really annoying.
I'm sorry for your terrible experiences with your mom. She sounds like a really difficult person to live with.
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It's okay, I haven't spoken to her since I was 15.
One time, when I was 9, she bought me an old upright piano just out of the blue. Just, suddenly, it was delivered to our home. I had taken piano lessons for less than a year when I was 6, but other than that, I never played. She always had this idea that I was some right-brained wildly gifted kid and really wanted me to be a musician. She was probably in a manic state when she purchased it and fancied me a prodigy who would just learn to play by ear, like a damn modern day Mozart or something. Needless to say, I had zero interest, and it pretty much sat and collected dust and every so often became the catalyst to a gigantic fight about how she sacrificed so much for me...
Incidentally, I was considered gifted when I was a kid, got sent to a special school and everything one day per week in order to receive more specialized, advanced instruction. And I did more or less teach myself to play the violin from the age of 10. I guess I just wasn't feeling it with the piano.
