Peter Jurasik Quotes

I was 13. And on my own for about 10 months, but those were long months. My stepdad wanted me out of his hair and tried to put me in a home, a hospital kind of place for kids with drug problems, which I absolutely did not belong in. So I left that place and struck out on my own...

I was just a guy who ran away from home at 16 because my parents were getting a divorce and the judge was making me choose which parent to live with. I didn't want to make that choice. I ended up in New York City.

My father kicked me out of the house by the time I was 16.

I was like any other inner-city kid with a chip on his shoulder because his daddy and his mommy wasn't together.

My mother used to go out on her own, and I used to have to keep a look out for my stepfather coming home.

Of course, screwed up families are not the exclusive province of the famous. Still, most families get to screw up in private.

For all practical purposes I left home when I was 7.

Americans try to talk about positive family values, although the actual state of things is disastrous.

I was just a very torn child, very wounded in so many areas, with no family support. I happened to the be the fifth child of my family. So everybody was already grown and had left home already.

I ended up dropping out of high school at 16 and getting kicked out of my home. My parents told me, sadly, that because I was so disruptive to the rest of the household, that I could no longer live under their roof.

I left home at 15 because Hollywood isn't the best place to grow up.

I moved out when I was 17 to get away from a pretty tough and difficult family environment.

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.

We spent most of our life almost like street rats just running around the street until we were ten years old.

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.

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.

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.

My family went through divorces and remarriages and the later, blended home - and then watched that home explode, too.

My parents split up when I was young, and I was living with my mom for a little while, then I was kind of just on my own really young. It wasn't some kind of global tragedy, it was just never really a very close-knit family. So there was support in the sense that they didn't stand in my way.

We were living in the Slad Road when my father left us. I was about three.

I didn't grow up in a regular upbringing. I ended up at my grandmother's house past a certain age, so I took care of things myself. I moved out of home when I was 16.

My parents separated when I was younger.

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.

We're divorced from my father because he did some mean and scary things to us.

My parents separated before I was 1 year old. I moved in with my aunt and uncle when I was in fourth grade. I was, like, 8 or 9 years old. I was getting in a lot of trouble when I was in Southern California. My older sisters were in gangs. My older brother was in gangs.