Whenever my mom was teaching me tasks and if I learned something slowly or wasn't paying attention, she'd hit me just slapping me here and there, this was when I was a kid, even at the ages of 3 and 4 or younger, like when I was learning to ride a bike or she was teaching me cursive. Same thing happened with my dad here and there, like when I relied on him for math, sometimes if I didn't get something he'd lose patience and hit me. Considering this it's not surprising I never had much passion for learning and a hatred for losing.
