Jean Stafford Quotes

My father was a CPA. He worked hard in the aircraft industry, and would come home more and more infrequently. He was about to leave my mother, which he did when I was 15.

Womenfolk raised me, and I was full-grown before I knew I came from a broken home.

I grew up in a broken home. My dad was out of the home when I was five years old. I never knew him very well.

I had a very rocky, difficult, emotional childhood with my parents.

Me and my older brother were taken from my mother at the same time so we were pretty tight.

I grew up in a little bit of a broken home.

Reflecting back on my childhood, I know it wasn't functional. It was pretty, pretty dysfunctional, and whose isn't?

Any kid who grew up with an alcoholic parent will tell you how nauseating it feels never to know what it will be like when you come home.

I had a very turbulent and painful childhood, like many people. I left for college when I was 16 years old and up until that point I'd lived in five different family configurations. Each one ended or changed through a death or some terrible loss.

As a child I had dealt with a lot of loss and grief. I was constantly losing my parents, losing my home, constantly moving around, living with this stranger, that stepfather, or whatever.

My father had a very violent temper, and he was never home. So I was kind of a mama's boy.

My childhood lacked affection and ambience.

Parents don't understand kids and kids don't understand parents. My parents were divorced when I was really young and I went to live with my dad.

I had what you could call a chaotic childhood. My parents divorced when I was 2; I went back and forth between my mom's and dad's houses for years.

I grew up in a house that had a whole lot of trouble. As much trouble as you could imagine.

So when I was 13, I basically left home and never returned and lived at home again. I would come home for a week at Christmas and two weeks in the summer only.

My parents separated when I was younger.

One day, you have a father who's always around, and then the next day, he's gone. I was too young to comprehend that. I actually thought he was going to come back.

I can say, out of my whole life, my dad left the situation at an early age for me; he left. But my mum turned her back on me.

I definitely didn't want children, because my childhood was not a very happy time.

My father and mother separated when I was two months old.

When I was 3, my father stopped coming home.

My daddy didn't even sign my birth certificate. So I ain't never had his last name.

My parents are separated. My father left when I was six years old.

When I was seven my parents divorced. My father went to Dallas. My mom fled to the shelter of my grandparents in a strange central Ohio town of 22,000, Wooster. When it looked like I was growing up to be a wimp I was forced to live with my father, which I did not want to do.