22. Opening Up To People

As long as I can remember, I’ve had issues opening up to people. With my first crush, I told my friend and she betrayed that trust by telling him. It took me a long time and only until college before I felt willing enough to even start talking about boys to friends. When I was little, opinions and arguments were considered ‘disobedience’, and I was often beaten for trying to advocate for myself or, in some cases, tell my mom’s boyfriend why I didn’t think he should be around. Even telling facts was off-limits for that segment. In 6th and … Continue reading 22. Opening Up To People

7. Teachers

I went to preschool, and I remember a few things, like going on a field trip to a farm, and forgetting my swimsuit when we had a pool party at school. I also refused to take naps but somehow ended up waking up. In kindergarten, my teacher’s name was Mrs. Hayhurst. Her hair was blond, and I loved her. I remember going to show and tell and I don’t remember what I brought, but some other kid brought in a rattlesnake rattle and it was one of the coolest things I had ever seen. We took pictures of our garden … Continue reading 7. Teachers

5. My Life Injuries (Physical)

Okay, I was bored, and wanted to chat about my scars for the sake of it. My cousin and I were talking about it earlier today. He’ll be named Chris. He broke his wrist from falling down a steep hill when we were younger. Thankfully, I’ve never broken any bones, but I’ve been very close to it, I think. My most painful one would have to be when I was swinging on my bed canopy. It was one of those metal ones that you hang frilly curtains from. I was somewhere around 6-7 years old at the time. My friend … Continue reading 5. My Life Injuries (Physical)