feel like I'm losing physical parts of my childhood

and it's certainly depressing.

everythhing I knew as a child seems to be going away

the school I attended has shut down, (along with a lot of other places), a lot of the shows are not even on air anymore, some of the channels have since closed, I don't have my toys I enjoyed, it's all so sad.

the only thing that's still as I remember is



I got the urge to look it up the other day, and could picture it just looking at the site- nothing's changed

I'm just longing to go back in time, I guess. back to my physical childhood where I knew everything

Thanks for sharing this. Personally I'd never want to go back in time to my childhood. The mere thought of it gives me the willies. But I can certainly relate to the feeling of wanting to be little again. In fact, it seems the older I get the more I just want to be little... to go back to a time before all the trouble began.

I don't live where I grew up. I left that accursed place many years ago & never looked back. I'm sure it doesn't look anything like it did when I grew up there. But I'll never know because I'll never go back.

You mentioned being able to remember the place where

It reminded me of something I experienced following my first attempt in that direction. Before the psychiatrist who treated me in the hospital was ready to release me, she suggested I go home (where the attempt occurred) spend the evening to see how it felt, & then return to the psych ward for one more night which I did. The next morning she asked me how it had felt to be home; and I told her it felt like visiting the scene of a former car crash. Fortunately, I guess, I have no memories of the events themselves. I just know they occurred.

I knw exactly how you feel. I was lucky enough to have a happy, beautiful childhood. Everything from my childhood is gone, the people, the stores, the culture, the rites of passage that are no longer there. It makes me sad and feel a bit lonely, being in a strange place in strange times.

Oh. My childhood was not happy. I was also forced to move away from the area where there were a few happier memories.

hi.

since I have posted this, I have really thought about the parts of childhood I have lost- and it's a lot.

something came up recently: someone was discussing how as a child, they took baths and had toys in the bath. I did, too, when I was younger (I had a boat and a rubber ducky) now I can't even fit in a tub because of my weight and have to shower, even then I need various things to help me (like the shower chair). it's something trivial, but something that really shows how things have changed from when I was growing up.

I can't even use a proper toilet now

and a girl of 24 wetting herself, that's embarrassing

I used to ache for my childhood so bad (the only happy years I had) I couldn't think about it long because it made me too sad it was over forever. One day I stopped looking at it as something that was all over, and realized those memories I have are a part of me today, and it's no more over than yesterday.

I went through old photo albums and found my old street on Google earth. Old memories started coming back, that I'd forgotten since childhood. I also started to realize why I get a nostalgic feeling when I see certain things --- simple things like golden grass against a fence, and why the sound of cars going by makes me feel like an ocean is nearby. That was how it was for me around age 3.

After letting myself obsess for a few days I finally stopped needing to go back.
It's not my childhood I want again. It's a happy adult life I never had.
Does it make you feel better to look at childhood pictures, assuming you have some?

I've been feeling the same way myself. For years in my adulthood, I thought that I had a great childhood. In recent times in analyzing the past, it wasn't. I would cringe if I were to have a dream of what it was like. Four out of six teachers I had in elementary school were horrible.

The elementary school I went to (it was not a happy time, even realizing it back then) has changed and I don't recognize it. The high school (not so great either but better than elementary school) has changed over to another kind of school. At the community where I came from, there are hardly any kids around.

The happy times I remember, when I was much younger, were during the summers. I grew up at my parents' resort business and there were lots of interesting kids I met and had fun with. When I got older, then it was time to leave it all behind. I never regretted that move.

Now at that community where I came from, it's not the same. So many I knew had left, the town looks different (and it hasn't changed for better), and the place I grew up in looks different. Even though my childhood was not happy, there was some awe and wonder I had back then that I don't nearly have now.

Oh, and by the way, does that song, "In My Life" by The Beatles come to mind?

i also miss my childhood! it is certainly sad to see places and things from your childhood go away. that is certainly a natural part of Life as things move on. it is hard to swallow though as well. Are there some things that you like better now as an adult compared to your childhood? Perhaps make a list. SEnding many safe, warm hugs to BOTH You, @raging vortex, Your Family, Your FriEnds and ALL of Your Loved Ones! Keep fighting and keep rocking NO MATTER WHAT HAPPENS, OK?!

Even during my horrific high school years, and my abusive marriage, I still have happy memories and times it seemed like things were ok, a few things from then I wish I still had. There's usually a silver lining no matter how bad a situation is.

I hate my childhood. I got beaten everyday. Was mentally abused and scared to **** by my brother. I wasn't allowed to go outside. Got bullied by classmates. No luxury memory because Im poor. I want to grow up quickly. I want to get away from those horrifying days. My childhood is ruined I can never live the happy childhood of my dreams.

The biggest part of my childhood is being sold. My parents died this past summer [3 weeks apart) and the house we grew up in is being sold. It was a big part of my childhood.