All throughout my life I have struggled with loving myself. I tried over and over again wondering why it was not working and then slowly I realized the reason. The reason was because I could not accept myself. I struggled with finding myself and self-issues. Loving yourself starts with finding yourself and accepting what you found. My grandmother always said to me, “You have to love yourself first before you can love anyone else.” I never understood why she always said it to me but deep down I knew. All throughout my life I struggled with loving myself. Somehow, no matter how hard I hit it, my grandmother knew. She would always follow up with, “the key to loving yourself is finding and accepting who you are.” I now know that this is
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Learning the different colors, shapes, numbers, and the alphabet were in the back of my mind during recess. When I entered 5th grade, things started getting rocky and I started spiraling downwards. Being criticized over a length of time played a part in my unraveling.
The first was problem my clothes which weren’t up to date with “society’s” fashion trend. The snickers and remarks were not supposed to impact me but they did. Then my looks were not what others liked and that became a part of the insults. As I got older the more it impacted me until I became numb and a hazard to everyone else and myself. I was an awaiting ticking time bomb because my problems were never known by anyone but myself. They bubbled under the surface waiting to erupt like an awaiting volcano.
I was never liked as a child and that became a part of me as I grew up. I was always talked about for my clothes, my looks, and mostly my Strabismus. Strabismus is a disorder in which both eyes do not line up in the same direction, so they do not look at the same object at the same time, which is also known as lazy eye. I have had this disorder since I was in 3rd grade and as long as I have had it, I have been picked on for it. I had to go throughout my life with insults and snide remarks made my way about my disorder. I grew up with people, mostly fraud friends, trying to get a reaction out of me with their …show more content…
I was making unthinkable scenarios in my mind and had horrific thoughts against the people who criticized me. I started to become violent and resent everyone else around me. This anger became so bad that I thought no one loved me. The only person I would feel comfortable around was my father and grandmother, which she somehow knew what was going on. I would reject authority, not listen to anyone, isolate myself from others, treat my family badly, and talk badly about others. All of those bottled up emotions were slowly conforming me into a completely different person. I was not the same person my family knew before the revenge started taking my thoughts
Learning the different colors, shapes, numbers, and the alphabet were in the back of my mind during recess. When I entered 5th grade, things started getting rocky and I started spiraling downwards. Being criticized over a length of time played a part in my unraveling.
The first was problem my clothes which weren’t up to date with “society’s” fashion trend. The snickers and remarks were not supposed to impact me but they did. Then my looks were not what others liked and that became a part of the insults. As I got older the more it impacted me until I became numb and a hazard to everyone else and myself. I was an awaiting ticking time bomb because my problems were never known by anyone but myself. They bubbled under the surface waiting to erupt like an awaiting volcano.
I was never liked as a child and that became a part of me as I grew up. I was always talked about for my clothes, my looks, and mostly my Strabismus. Strabismus is a disorder in which both eyes do not line up in the same direction, so they do not look at the same object at the same time, which is also known as lazy eye. I have had this disorder since I was in 3rd grade and as long as I have had it, I have been picked on for it. I had to go throughout my life with insults and snide remarks made my way about my disorder. I grew up with people, mostly fraud friends, trying to get a reaction out of me with their …show more content…
I was making unthinkable scenarios in my mind and had horrific thoughts against the people who criticized me. I started to become violent and resent everyone else around me. This anger became so bad that I thought no one loved me. The only person I would feel comfortable around was my father and grandmother, which she somehow knew what was going on. I would reject authority, not listen to anyone, isolate myself from others, treat my family badly, and talk badly about others. All of those bottled up emotions were slowly conforming me into a completely different person. I was not the same person my family knew before the revenge started taking my thoughts