When I got my first job my father called me lazy as the contract was 28 hours but I worked full time as always picked up overtime its just how retail works. But he called me lazy before that, for not knowing what I wanted to be, for chickening out of going snowboarding once. He told me I would never be as good as a former friend as I didn't have her energy. Maybe I was a dads girl, that seed planted, no time to chill. Work hard, play hard.
My mother would come home with bags of clothes for my brother and my heart would sink as I never got anything. He got more dinner money than me in high school. She bummed him up but always downed me - who do you think you are? you think your so perfect? you'll never be anything, you don't have enough confidence. I trained alongside the British Olympic Team! And my step father said this when I had a breakdown - I wish she had it earlier and we could have put her into care. I was working, studying, training and partying and whap no wonder I disintegrated.