I grew up in the clutches of the yellow rat. I’m not a fan of Pokémon any more, but it’s not the plot lines or the characters, but the monetary addiction I had as a child.
The cards were expensive. My pocket money fluttered off into the pockets of monsters. So much Lego wasn’t bought, so many sweets left un-tasted. The real lesson for me was when the next craze came in, disrupting their crown. Bayblades took over as the childhood hero and I was left with a bunch of worthless cards. But I did not fret, I abstained from these childhood pursuits (and I saved my money for something).
This simple act has shaped my life. I’ve not jumped into the popular things simply because of their popularity, but because of their merit or personal interest. Peer pressure will never be able to grasp me again.
I’m not sure my life would be the same without that one choice. I certainly wouldn’t be writing a book about a world in which man can’t control their own actions.
I hope to do more explanations into how my past has shaped who I am today.
Think happy thoughts,