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The age old question, nature or nurture, are we the products of our parents making? or are we made into the product? Is there truth in our inability to morph into psychopaths? or could we simply be born as one?
The question of our looks has been solved long ago, you don’t have to look too much further than Tyson Fury and his family to realise that one looks as their ancestors did. But what of the mind? What of our soul? and personality?
Unfortunately I am no expert in psychology, and should I have been, I doubt that my mind would be anymore clearer on the subject than it is today.
One thing I am an expert in, is myself. I think that the majority of our psychological tendencies comes from our experiences.
I had a rough time growing up within the education system. I was belittled, ignored and at times bullied by fully grown adults. My female teachers were horrible to me, and I did my utmost to battle my way through them.
Due to this experience, I have become increasingly irritated by female authority, and have a deep need to be smart and seen as intelligent. I am loud mouthed, often a seeker of attention and when I was in my early adult years, a bit of a misogynist.
I am what they made me to be… I was not born a misogynist, and I have developed into quiet the feminist with education, experience and reading.
I am lucky to have been brought up by a mother, and have sisters and female friends throughout my life. Even when I was, and still do, struggle against female leadership, I was always battling the issue inside due to the female relationships I had.
I do believe there is an element of brain wiring that is linked to our parents. I am dyslexic, as is my father and I think my older brother. There is no way in hell that dyslexic is taught to us, or developed over time.
I think the absence of my father, although he was around, but forever working night shifts so that we may eat, had a massive impact on how I see masculinity. I am, for better or worse, a very feminine male, and I think this is due to my relationships with women growing up.
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