Harleyq
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Why are you the way you are today? I would like to hear your stories, and maybe help you purge some negativity, if it'll help.
I think I developed SA because on top of being a naturally shy and emotionally sensitive kid, I had an extremely critical mother. B's were not good enough in school, why couldn't I be more like my better friends, why can't I do this right, how come I always had to use the bathroom when dinner started, why don't I write my 7's the way my step dad does, etc etc.
I think the constant belittling just wore me down to the point where I became afraid of everybody, because I don't want to feel inferior anymore.
And then paired with my mom was school, cause kids are vicious. For example, I'm 21 and I still harbor a bad, vivid memory of one day in daycare when I was 3; I walked into the "library" and all the other little kids were huddled around and the slightly-older leader was talking about me. I still remember her words verbatim - "She never says anything, and she's always really quiet like when you go to talk to her she's just like *makes whispering noises while bending her knees slightly and bobbling her head*" I remember they didn't see me so I turned around really quick to hide in the cubby hole section and I cried by myself and none of the caretakers even looked for me.
I think I developed SA because on top of being a naturally shy and emotionally sensitive kid, I had an extremely critical mother. B's were not good enough in school, why couldn't I be more like my better friends, why can't I do this right, how come I always had to use the bathroom when dinner started, why don't I write my 7's the way my step dad does, etc etc.
I think the constant belittling just wore me down to the point where I became afraid of everybody, because I don't want to feel inferior anymore.
And then paired with my mom was school, cause kids are vicious. For example, I'm 21 and I still harbor a bad, vivid memory of one day in daycare when I was 3; I walked into the "library" and all the other little kids were huddled around and the slightly-older leader was talking about me. I still remember her words verbatim - "She never says anything, and she's always really quiet like when you go to talk to her she's just like *makes whispering noises while bending her knees slightly and bobbling her head*" I remember they didn't see me so I turned around really quick to hide in the cubby hole section and I cried by myself and none of the caretakers even looked for me.
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