Monday, October 3, 2011

Its funny how you can remember some things but some things you can't. I got sick when I was 18 monthes old but I can't remember getting sick. I can remember doing things because I had meningitis but actually back then it was just considered as fun. It was therapy and I had to do every week. Although, some of it was fun, some of it hurt me and I started to not like it the more I grew up. So I grew up hating
therapy. Growing up I never thought of myself as different except when other people told me that I was, either by teasing me or immitating me. I never really understood why people did that. I just ignored it because as a child I didn't know how to fight back, but when I grew up, I just never wanted to be in the presence of someone who would do that. I find it extremely embarrassing and don't want to tolerate it anymore.

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