Jeff Breuer's Infancy Stages

The atmosphere he grew up seldom showed any anger / aggression management. His father used to physically abuse him and his mother for very little mistakes. As a child, he learnt the only way to get rid of

His mom and dad got divorced when he was five years old, and tells me that his family was never close, they were a non-commutative family which was an easy way to avoid any conflict.

Spending a few days with the newborn, doesn’t give adequate time for the mother to structure any type of connection with the child. The first months of the baby’s life are essential for its progress. In the later years when it’s time for the mother to come home, she and the child are strangers. Not having developed that bond at an early age causes the child to be unfamiliar with its own mother, which leads to long term sentimental and conduct issues.

The absence of a mother in Baby’s life is without a doubt one of the

He always thought his father was going to save him and take him away. As time passed by, he saw that things were just getting worse between his mother and him and his father wouldn’t do nothing about it. He lost hope and didn’t care about anything. But he started to dream at night that one day he would get out of the hell hole he was living in. He realized that if he wanted to survive he would have to be strong and beat his mother at her torturing games. He just kept thinking to himself one day I will get out of here. He started building a self-esteem. He started realizing what was happening wasn’t his fault and one day decided to tell someone at school.

He had two sisters and a brother, yet had the slightest relationship with them do to the early memory of the separation from their mother.

His father John was a veteran who participated in World War I and worked as an auto repair machinist, but the father wasn’t as innocent as everyone thought it seemed. He also had a terrifying temper and was a very abusive alcoholic that mistreated and “berated” his family but Gacy was his main target. He didn’t have a good relationship with Gacy at all. The mother tried her hardest to protect john from his father but it was only so much she could do, he abused her as well. childhood was very ruff for someone his age suffering deeply from being molested by a family friend, along with his ill health which prevented him from doing well at school. he lacked good behavior and was overweight and was often mocked at by his neighboring bullies. Gacy family issues interfered with school. He dropped out of school his senior year leaving his family home and fleeing to Las Vegas working as a mortuary attendant in Nevada where he came upon a strange incident that happened one day while working--- he hugged one of the dead bodies and was very terrified and confused all at

I grew up in the St. Louis suburb of Eureka, where I still live today. If you ever look at me and wonder where that scar on my forehead came from, well it happened when I was roughly 12 months old when I fell out of a moving car. My parents raised me as a Methodist at the Eureka United Methodist Church. During my years attending Geggie Elementary School, every Sunday my parents would force me to get out of bed and go to Church with them. During church, all the children would go to Sunday school while the parents were listening to the sermon. In Sunday school, we had a teacher, sometimes my mom, who would give out fun church related activities. However, I did not enjoy doing that mostly because it involved getting out of bed early and since I did not like the subject matter either, but at that age, children do not fully grasp the importance of attending church and

Both of his parents are regular church members, but Bob stopped attending around the age of 14. No one stated why Bob stopped attending church, but his parents never forced him to

Sometimes, the mothers rejected the infants cries of distress or half-heartedly comforted the infant. In response, the infants isolated themselves and the avoidant attachment relationship

They are not just her brothers/sister, but they are her best friends as well. Her mother is one of the most important influences in her life, who she loves very much. They have a small family, but close family ties. They know they can trust each other, and always come together as a family untied when times get tough.

Robby, my half-brother, was raised as an only child with our mother’s ex-husband. When my mother and her ex-husband had a falling out, this began the foundation of his aggressive personality. At age five, he found out that our mother was pregnant with his sister, and this didn’t sit well with him. Being raised by both parents, to find yourself not only having to share your mother’s affection with another child, but another man who wasn’t his father. Robby since has always strived to be better than everyone else, even at the cost of others. He always praised his successes and exploited others who fell short.

The concept of infant-mother attachment is as important to the child as the birth itself. The effect this relationship has on a child shall affect that child for its entire life. A secure attachment to the mother or a primary caregiver is imperative for a child’s development. Ainsworth’s study shows that a mother is responsive to her infant’s behavioral cues which will develop into a strong infant-mother attachment. This will result in a child who can easily, without stress, be separated from his mother and without any anxiety. Of course the study shows a child with a weak infant-mother relationship will lead to mistrust, anxiety, and will never really be that close with the mother. Without the

To begin with, I did not grow up in a church-going household. In fact, I can count the number of times my family went to church together with my fingers. The times we went to church were so monotonous and dull that I would annoy everyone surrounding me wiggling the squeaky pew.

I grew up in a Catholic home. From my earliest memories, I believed in God and knew He existed. Every week we faithfully attended our local parish. There was no Sunday School so we sat with our parents during mass. I remember my youngest sister, Jennifer, playing with my Dad’s keys