Journal #old school

The name Whippersnapper really does describe me, especially as a child (I am 53 now). I was raised in an "old school" environment, continually surrounded by people who made it a point to TELL me how to live my life. But with my wise child eyes and heart, I astutely observed that the people telling me what to do never seemed to be very happy. However, any attempt to voice my observations was met with swift punishment. Despite my constant rebellion in my beliefs and thinking, I still managed to absorb too much of the self defeating programming (which then naturally caused some upheaval in my sense of well being). What is one to do?