Lost my Parents
I don't particularly remember this as I believe I was too young to really retain it but I've heard the story told so many times it feels like a memory.

Seems as a child I had a penchant for hiding from my parents as a game. Scared the shit out of em every time but I was too young to understand it. There was even one instance where my parents had a few beers and came home slightly tipsy. (Over look the DUI and Responibility to the child BS) It was my bright idea to run and hide in the closet. My parents couldn't find me and then in their altered state suddenly couldn't be sure they hadn't left me at the restaraunt. The start to panic and after about 15 minutes of frantic searching my mother grabs the keys just as I exit my bedroom closet. Har har. We all laughed about it later.

But as I said this was about my losing my parents. It would appear that my parents became quite tired of the disappearing act and chose to teach me a lesson. During one of my disappearances they noticed and promptly hid themselves from view while keeping a close eye on me. After they didn't come calling I began to get bored and came out of the rack of clothes I was hiding in only to find my parents gone. I searched and asked people and searched some more throughout the store to no avail. My dad says it was about when I plopped my ass on a bench and got all teary eyed that they walked back in and said, "Hello". Never in my life was I so happy to seem them. I had been utterly convinced they'd left without me. I never disappeared from my parents again. I'm sure there is a moral here but I can't be bothered to figure it out.

Maybe this explains my panic attacks and fear of abandonment.
(yoink, Fri 3 Dec 2004, 20:31, Reply)