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My Young Years
I do not want to go into detail of my childhood issues here deeply or blame or use names. I will tell you I was abused and hurt a great deal growing up. I grew up feeling different, separate, stupid, not wanted, in the way, unaccented, and not loved. I know the reasons why I felt these things. However on this site I am not willing to share them all. The reasons or persons are not as important today as how much those feelings affected me until those feelings, thoughts, and behaviors changed in my recovery.
I have grown and learned from every experience that happened to me. Nothing has gone to waste.
Ginger at 2 years of age
Those feelings and thoughts about myself made me feel I was not good enough for anyone's love or acceptance. I felt scared of doing the wrong thing most of the time. I felt out of place everywhere I was at. I just didn't seem to fit in. School was no different. I was laughed at. I was made fun of and called names. I was over weight. I don't know why but I felt down deep I was not like the other children. I just wanted to find someone who would listen to me and love me for me. I had no friends. I didn't know how to get along with other kids. I wanted to be liked. But my pushy behaviors and neediness or smothering just planned pushed kids away. I just knew everyone could see how I felt about myself. Which was ugly and not worthy. I know today that most of those feelings came from the abuse in my life.
There was much shaming going on all around me most of the time. I wanted to hide or run away and sometimes just die. I would of killed for the words I love you back in those days. Funny today I look at this and think I wouldn't of known what love was any way.
Ginger age 2
I had difficulty paying attention or focusing on the task's at hand. Most of the people in my life and teachers took it, as I was bad or not paying attention. Today I know it was because of my dyslexia and abuse issues. As a result of the things that had happened to me, my feelings, my fears, and my acting out; I was taken out of my parent's home and put into my first group.
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