Given Jennifer Aniston’s achievements, one may presume that her perfect childhood prepared her for her remarkable adulthood.
The 54-year-old was not always as fortunate as she is now, despite her innate skill and gifting. John Aniston, her father, is well-known for portraying gangster Victor Kiriakis on Days of Our Lives.
The Morning Show actress delivered a life retrospective, talking about how she overcome difficult situations in the past, such having a hard relationship with her deceased mother.
Aniston, who was formerly estranged from her mother, thanks her for “showing me what never to be” as they talk about how important it is to let go of “toxic” feelings.
Given Jennifer Aniston’s achievements, one may presume that her perfect childhood prepared her for her remarkable adulthood.
The 54-year-old was not always as fortunate as she is now, despite her innate skill and gifting. John Aniston, her father, is well-known for portraying gangster Victor Kiriakis on Days of Our Lives.
The Morning Show actress delivered a life retrospective, talking about how she overcome difficult situations in the past, such having a hard relationship with her deceased mother.
Aniston, who was formerly estranged from her mother, thanks her for “showing me what never to be” as they talk about how important it is to let go of “toxic” feelings.
Aniston said, “growing up in a household that was destabilized and felt unsafe,” as a means of learning how to deal with life’s disappointments in an interview with friend Sandra Bullock for Interview Magazine in 2020.
Observing certain facets of human nature and witnessing adults treat one another viciously made me decide that I didn’t want to do that. I don’t want to be that person. I don’t want to continue experiencing this sensation in my body right now. I want no one else I connect with to ever feel that way. The actress from Just Go With It continued, saying, “I guess I should give my parents credit for it.You can either say, “You got lemons?” or vent your rage or martyrdom. Let’s get some lemonade ready.
It was difficult even outside the family.
Aniston said, “I don’t know why, but I was one of those kids who got kind of bullied.”
I was one of the kids that the other kids picked on to make fun of. The fifth, sixth, and seventh grade years were unusual. Because I was a little overweight, I was just that kid.
Most of the time, it felt like her mother was hurling lemons at her.
“I had to do long-overdue personal work, parts of me that hadn’t healed since I was a little kid,” Aniston stated.
She became upset easily. I find that to be unacceptable. We’ll talk about [things] if I’m upset. I swear I won’t ever cry out or lose my temper like that. Aniston continues, not realizing how beautiful she is, “She was critical.” She was really critical of me. She was a model, which is why she was beautiful. I wasn’t. I never was. It’s okay because, to be very honest, I still don’t view myself that way. She was also really cruel. She used to hold grudges that were so insignificant to me.
In an interview with the Hollywood Reporter, the Horrible Bosses actress claims that she never lived up to Dow’s demands and that their correspondence ceased for a while.
Aniston says, “I did not turn out the model child she’d hoped for,” expressing empathy for the little girl’s desire to be acknowledged and loved by a mother who was overly consumed with trivial matters.
Aniston stopped corresponding with Dow when her mother published her autobiographical book “From Mother and Daughter to Friends: A Memoir” in 1999. According to rumors, the celebrity went insane at her mother’s breach of privacy.
In fact, Aniston was so upset that she forgot to invite her mother to Brad Pitt’s 2000 wedding; but, after their divorce, they were able to reconcile.
Nonetheless, it was reported prior to Dow’s death that she hadn’t seen her mother in a while. Dow had already suffered two strokes.
But her relationship with her father was totally different.
She continued, “He thought I was going down the road of absolute destruction and heartache” with reference to pursuing his acting career. And I felt like our relationship was very different once he had something to chat to me about. It asked, “Are you an actor?” I’m a stage performer.
Aniston is far from just a showman.
One of the most paid performers in the industry, Aniston owns the haircare company LolaVie, has a star on the Hollywood Walk of Fame, a Primetime Emmy, a Golden Globe, and has been consistently ranked among the world’s most beautiful women. She also established Echo Films, a production company that makes movies in which she stars, such as Dumplin, The Switch, and Murder Mystery 2.
A Daytime Emmy lifetime achievement award was given to John in June 2022, just before his death. In a taped segment, his daughter presented him with the prize and praised his many years of performing experience.
And after her father passed away, the comic posted a heartfelt picture of him holding her as a newborn on Instagram. The Friends star writes, “Sweet papa.”Anthony I have never met a more beautiful person than you, John Aniston. That you gracefully and effortlessly ascended into the sky is greatly appreciated.I swear to adore you forever. Do not forget to pay a visit.
She also reconciled with her mother before her death.
“I made my mother and I right. I apologize to my dad. She says, “I’ve offered my family my forgiveness,” highlighting the importance of appreciating every moment, no matter how wonderful or bad.
It is essential.That anger, that bitterness, is toxic. I learned it from watching my mother never let go of it. I seem to have said, “Thank you for showing me what never to be,” at the moment. That’s what I mean when I say that, given what they have given us, we should try to find ways to honor the less joyful moments and the darker occurrences in our lives,” the speaker said.
How modest and yet incredibly talented is Jennifer Aniston! It’s always interesting to learn about a celebrity’s past and see them as everyday people. We hope Aniston has found some peace, but even so, we’re sorry to hear that she and her mother didn’t get along.
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I Was Always Invisible Until the Most Handsome Man at Work Noticed Me but the Truth Shattered My Heart — Story of the Day
He never even knew my name until one day, he did. Suddenly, the most charismatic man in the office was everywhere, flashing his perfect smile and asking me out. But why now? Something didn’t add up. And when I finally discovered the reason, it shattered me.
When no one notices you, at first, it hurts. You try to change the situation. Then, you accept it. And eventually, you even find an advantage in it.
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That day, I sat at my desk, watching as my male colleagues swarmed around our new coworker, Claire.
She was obviously attractive, so their reaction wasn’t surprising. But when Mark approached her, the others quickly backed off.
I let out a quiet chuckle as I watched. Mark was the most handsome and charismatic man in the office—I was convinced even other men wouldn’t mind if he took them to bed.
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He flirted with Claire, and she giggled at his jokes, twirling a strand of her blonde hair around her finger.
At that moment, Anthony, my boss, approached me. “Sara, do you remember our new project?” he asked, glancing at the laptop screen in front of me.
“Yes, of course. I’m leading it,” I replied, adjusting my glasses.
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“I’m counting on you,” Anthony said with a nod, his tone full of expectation.
I worked at an IT company, and we were launching a new dating app. Anthony had chosen me to lead the project because, no matter how unnoticeable I was, my work results were the best.
He had also offered me an opportunity to work abroad at one of our other branches, but I declined, even though the salary would have been much higher.
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During lunch, I noticed an irritated Mark walking up to Anthony. Curious about what had upset our golden boy this time, I decided to eavesdrop.
“Who did you assign the dating app to?” Mark asked, his voice laced with disbelief.
“Sara. Is there a problem?” Anthony replied, sounding amused.
“Sara? We don’t have anyone by that name,” Mark scoffed, and I felt my jaw tighten.
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“She’s sitting right over there,” Anthony said, pointing at me. I continued pretending not to hear them, keeping my eyes fixed on my screen.
“I thought I’d be handling the dating app. This isn’t fair,” Mark protested, folding his arms across his chest.
“To my office. Now,” Anthony ordered.
I finished my lunch just in time to see Mark walking out of Anthony’s office, looking pleased with himself.
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I had no idea what they had discussed, but no one had told me I was off the project, so I remained calm, though a tiny seed of doubt had been planted in my mind.
The next day, Mark approached me with his signature smile, hovering over my desk like a shadow. I gave him a questioning look.
“Sonia…” he began, leaning in slightly.
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“Sara,” I corrected him, not bothering to hide my irritation.
“Right. Sara.” He chuckled, as if amused by his own mistake. “Want to grab lunch together?” he asked, his voice dripping with casual charm.
“I already ate,” I replied flatly, typing away at my keyboard.
“Then how about a drink after work?” he suggested, tilting his head.
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I turned to face him. “You didn’t even know my name a minute ago. I bet you didn’t even know I worked here,” I said, recalling his conversation with Anthony. “What’s this really about?”
“I just thought it’d be nice to hang out with a lovely colleague,” Mark said smoothly, flashing that infamous smirk that made other women melt.
I scoffed.
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“Oh, come on. It’ll be fun,” he insisted, his persistence almost amusing.
“I have a lot of work,” I said, turning back to my computer.
Mark lingered for a moment before sighing and walking away, but I could feel his eyes on me for a few seconds longer than necessary.
As usual, I stayed late at the office. But when I finally looked up from my screen, I was surprised to see Mark still there. Normally, by the time I finished, the office was empty.
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I stood up, gathered my things, and headed to the elevator. Mark did the same. He followed me, and the whole thing felt strange.
We stepped into the elevator, and it started moving. Then, suddenly, it stopped.
“What’s going on? Are we stuck?” I asked, pressing a few buttons.
“Looks like it,” Mark replied, stuffing his hands into his pockets.
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I pressed the emergency button and explained the situation. The response came: we’d have to wait about two hours.
Mark sighed and sat on the floor, stretching his legs out in front of him. After a moment, I did the same.
“So, tell me about yourself,” he said, tilting his head toward me.
“What?” I chuckled, raising an eyebrow.
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“What’s funny?” he asked, looking genuinely confused.
“Come on, I’ve worked here for years, and most people don’t even know I exist. Why the sudden interest?” I asked, crossing my arms.
“I’m just curious,” he said, shrugging.
“Then why don’t you tell me about yourself?” I countered, narrowing my eyes.
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“Oh, please. You probably know everything about me already,” Mark smirked. “Everyone does.”
That made me laugh again. “That confidence.”
“What? Is that a bad thing?” he asked, grinning.
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“No, not if it’s real. But being invisible has given me an advantage—I notice things. And you, Mark, are nothing but an act. A performer trying to mask his insecurities with fake confidence. So what’s behind all of it? Daddy issues? Mommy didn’t pay attention to you?” I asked, leaning back against the wall.
“Oh, screw you,” he muttered, rolling his eyes.
We sat in silence for a while until Mark finally spoke again.
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“My dad left us when I was three. My mom raised me alone. Then, when I was a teenager, he suddenly came back and tried to mold me into his perfect son. I guess I’m still trying to prove something to him,” he admitted, his voice quieter than usual.
“I get it,” I said, my voice softer now.
Mark looked at me curiously.
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“My mom left us. My dad raised me alone. But she never came back. The last time I saw her, I was thirteen. She told me she was ashamed I was her daughter because, at my age, she had been way more popular,” I said, my throat tightening slightly at the memory.
“She’s an idiot,” Mark said, shaking his head. “I asked Anthony about you. You have the best results in the company. I thought I did. And you’re beautiful, even if your lack of confidence hides it.”
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“Guess everyone copes with trauma differently,” I said, managing a small smile.
“Guess so,” Mark replied.
Just then, the elevator started moving again. When we stepped out, Mark grabbed my wrist.
“How about that drink now?” he asked, his voice gentler than before.
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“If you’re going to be the guy from the elevator, then fine. But if you’re putting the mask back on, I’ll pass,” I said, tilting my head slightly.
“I’ll try to be myself,” Mark promised.
And so, we went to a bar. Then the next day. And the next. Before I knew it, we were spending time together every day—even on weekends.
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I saw a different side of Mark. The real him. The one who was afraid of spiders and teared up when a dog died in a movie.
One evening, I couldn’t resist anymore—I kissed him. And the moment I did, I knew it was right. With him, I felt like myself.
One day at the office, I stood outside Anthony’s office and heard voices inside. I hadn’t planned to listen, but I couldn’t help it.
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“I told you—I know how to win someone over,” Mark said.
“I didn’t think Sara would fall for it. But you win—the dating app project is yours,” Anthony replied.
“Thanks, but—” Mark started, but I wasn’t listening anymore.
I turned and rushed to the bathroom, locked the door, and leaned against it. My breath came in quick, uneven bursts. My hands shook. Tears slid down my face before I could stop them.
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He had lied. He had tricked me to take my job. Every moment we had spent together had been a performance. And I was the fool who believed it. Worse—I had started falling for him.
I forced myself to breathe. I couldn’t fall apart now. Not over him.
I wiped my face, fixed my makeup, and straightened my blazer. Then, I walked straight to Anthony’s office.
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“Oh, Sara, I was just about to talk to you,” he said, looking up from his desk.
“I’d like to accept your offer to work abroad. If it’s still available,” I said, keeping my voice steady.
“It is. What changed your mind?” Anthony asked, raising an eyebrow.
“You were right—there are more opportunities for me there,” I said.
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He studied me for a moment. “When can you leave?”
“Tomorrow,” I replied.
“Tomorrow? Are you sure?”
I nodded. “Yes.”
“Alright, I’ll make the arrangements. You can take the rest of the day off to pack.”
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I thanked him and walked out. My hands clenched around my bag. I saw Mark heading toward me.
I didn’t slow down. I grabbed my things and stepped into the elevator before he could reach me.
By morning, I was in a taxi headed to the airport. Music played in my headphones, drowning everything else out.
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I watched the city blur past. Then, in my window, I saw Mark’s car pull up alongside mine.
He motioned for me to roll down the window. I ignored him. He honked. Annoyed, I lowered it.
“What? Are you here to tell me more lies?” I shouted.
“What are you talking about?” he asked.
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“I know about your deal with Anthony. If I fell for you, you’d get the dating app project,” I said.
“No—I mean, yes, that was the deal. But not anymore. Everything changed when I started spending time with you,” Mark said.
“More lies! I can’t believe I fell for you, that I even started to have feelings for you!” I yelled.
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“Really?” Mark asked.
I just rolled up the window and turned away.
A second later, he swerved his car in front of mine, blocking the road. My taxi and other cars behind us came to a halt, their horns blaring in frustration.
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It was chaos. Mark hurried over, pulled open my door, and looked at me desperately.
“Listen to me,” he said. “I turned down the dating app project.”
“Don’t lie,” I said, stepping out of the taxi.
“I’m not lying. It’s the truth,” he insisted. “Please, don’t go.”
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“And why is that?” I asked.
“Because you’re the only person I can be real with. The only one I don’t have to pretend around,” Mark said. “That’s why I won’t let you get on that damn plane.”
“No one asked for your opinion,” I said.
“I’m falling for you too, Sara. Please,” he begged.
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My mind screamed at me to get back in the taxi, go to the airport, and forget Mark.
But my heart had already decided. My feet moved before I could stop them, bringing me closer to him. He pulled me into his arms and kissed me.
“I see you, Sara. And I will never let you feel invisible again,” Mark whispered before kissing me again.
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