My Environment

Hello,

do you hear me? (just kidding).

Jokes and laughter is needed in life that is why they say smiling is good for your health. Not your physical health, but your mental health especially.

Now going into the main part.

I am born and was raised 19.5 of my years in Switzerland. (what?!) (btw Sweden or Swaziland is NOT Switzerland)

Yes, nice, beautiful, neutral, and calm (meaning peaceful) switzerland. It is surrounded by mountains so we never had any kind of natural disasters. Most folks are not allowed to have weapons. And there are only 9 years of general education, meaning after 9th grade you are done with school. Getting a job is another thing , but I am not going to go into that today.

No, today I would like for you to be able to imagine the environment I grew up in.

For 19 years I lived in Switzerland. I had my parents and 5 siblings: 2 elder step sister, 1 elder brother, and 2 younger brothers. Me and my 3 brothers were brought up by my swiss father and exotic jamaican mother. Isn't this an exotic mix swiss and jamaican. They are 2 total different cultures too. Well, I will tell it was quite a childhood I had.

My parents had met in New York. My dad worked for HP, he was some sort of IT guy and my mother was a college student. If I remember correctly, they had met through a mutual friend at a party and got closer after that. I do not know a lot because my parents do not talk much about themselves. (I had to kind of interview them)

In the end, they moved to switzerland were they had me.

At the beginning, it was just me and my older brother. We lived in a apartment in a small village - boondocks (in the no-where). It was a cute village very aggravated, meaning we had a lot of farmers (just to say our neighbor was a farm and even my brother's bf was a farmers kid) (nothing against farmers). Actually, quite the opposite I had great memories on farms.

Our family, the four of us, were happy. We were well off. We were not poor and definitely not rich, but my parents had enough money for their entertainment and the kids entertainment (toys). Back then, my parents would spend a lot of times with us. Of course, it was not perfect. However, we were balanced.

As time past, I guess my parents had realized that this village and the apartment could not fully accommodate to us. As in, me and my brother were advancing faster than our peers and we would be stuck until our peers would catch up to us, which was hindering our learning ability.

Plus when I was six, we got an additional family member. So after barely 6 years, we moved to another village.

We upgraded from an apartment to a four story house. We had a basement, 2 floors, and a attic. There 10 rooms, 2 bathrooms, a laundry room, and heating/ water room. My father had designed the house himself and I believe the worth of it was million. No, I tell you the house was more like a mini mansion. The 2nd floor was for the family and then the 1st was was kitchen, living room, dining, and even had a guest bedroom that came with a bathroom. The bathroom had a shower a and a toilet and sink.

Then the basement had the laundry room, heating room, the big pantry with 2 frezzers, my mom had her own room with a sofa/bed, and my dad had his office.

OMG when tell the house was huge and there a lot tvs and laptop and computer. The kitchen was an Island, which was also our eating table. The stove was in the middle and then there was enough space to eat, almost like a bar. I mean we sat on bar chairs to eat. Then additional to that, we even had a mini bar.

And the funny part about that is that my dad is the one that drinks alcohol, but my mom is the one with the most alcohol. She used for cooking.

But anyway, we had this amazing house and my parents still spent some quality time with us kids. Not as much as before, but that is understandable because we got a 4th members, my parents had not planned for and so they had to work harder and longer. My dad was sick and tired of working for someone, sk he decided to open up his own company, which lead them to spending less time with us.

Out of the working harder, longer and spending less time with us, they bought us more stuff to entertain with; outside sports, wii, xbox, playstation, Nintendo, laptops, mp3 player, and so on.

To the point where I can say, we were spoiled brats. And of course we would become obsessed with those things and would want to spend less time with our parents.

This was my childhood environment I was brought up with.

It lead to who I am today and it lead me....

....(for next chapter) to having suicidal thoughts and depression.