I realize I take on the personality of several people who raised me or whoever had influence when I was growing up. I think of my father, talkative, friendly, loud, open, generous, fun loving and honest. Coffee. Reading. He did not know a stranger. He associated with anyone regardless of status. These are things I do.
My mother, quiet, steady, ethical, intolerant of criminal behavior yet she lived in poverty area northeast kansas city missouri after the divorce in 1971 and she prayed for people, felt sorry for them and thought her model behavior would change them, save them and help these people. Like her mother, my grandma sarah, she was religious, church going, faith believer, held her head up high, always tried to look her best with matching clothes, hair done and makeup.
Mom had strength in silence. Kept to herself most of the time. Great at saving money. Pinching pennies was the only way to survive in ghetto poverty where anyone anywhere, neighbors or strangers stole anything you had. She loved children, reading, writing, drawing, dancing, sewing. Vitamins, herbs. Tea. I also love those things.
Have I finally discovered/realized the same thing that lots of other people already know about psychology?
a person takes on the characteristics of influencers, of those who had power over us when we were children.
this insight might explain behavior of myself and other people.
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