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Now that I’ve become a parent myself, I’m starting to look back at my own childhood through a different lens, realizing how much certain things shaped who I am today.
The first thing that comes to mind is screen addiction.
My parents were always working, and growing up in the 90s here in the States, having a TV was such a big deal—especially when satellite TV started becoming a thing.
To make a long story short, I was one of those kids who spent an insane amount of time glued to cartoons. I probably spent more than half my day just staring at the screen.
On top of that, my parents tended to feed me a lot of junk food, so I ended up being an overweight kid, too.
I basically lived in front of the TV while eating, totally lost in my own little bubble. I didn't have many friends; I just existed in this exaggerated, imaginary world of my own.
It’s only now that I’m seeing the fallout and connecting the dots. I struggle to focus, I haven't really achieved anything significant career-wise, I procrastinate constantly, and I drift off easily. I daydream so much that it actually starts to negatively impact my real life.
I still get this constant urge to just lock myself in my room, turn something on, and disappear into that digital world.
I'm honestly not sure how to fix this. Does anyone have any ideas? What hurts most is the realization that I didn't really get to have a "normal" childhood; instead, mine was just spent behind a screen.
The first thing that comes to mind is screen addiction.
My parents were always working, and growing up in the 90s here in the States, having a TV was such a big deal—especially when satellite TV started becoming a thing.
To make a long story short, I was one of those kids who spent an insane amount of time glued to cartoons. I probably spent more than half my day just staring at the screen.
On top of that, my parents tended to feed me a lot of junk food, so I ended up being an overweight kid, too.
I basically lived in front of the TV while eating, totally lost in my own little bubble. I didn't have many friends; I just existed in this exaggerated, imaginary world of my own.
It’s only now that I’m seeing the fallout and connecting the dots. I struggle to focus, I haven't really achieved anything significant career-wise, I procrastinate constantly, and I drift off easily. I daydream so much that it actually starts to negatively impact my real life.
I still get this constant urge to just lock myself in my room, turn something on, and disappear into that digital world.
I'm honestly not sure how to fix this. Does anyone have any ideas? What hurts most is the realization that I didn't really get to have a "normal" childhood; instead, mine was just spent behind a screen.