Here I am thinking for all of my life I was an ugly child...teenager Nope. But I WAS a beaten-down, tormented-by-peers child. I got to regularly hear about how ugly I was. I was not ugly though, what a relief. Seriously, though, all those kids who tormented me have no idea what they did to my self-image. I wish I could go back and have a little more confidence, but I suppose I am kinder an more attuned to the struggles of others because of my own. I am better for it. However, bullying and tormenting another child because, say... they are poor, should not be tolerated at all. It really did a number on me. One I still struggle with. I was cute though!! REALLY cute ;-)
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| Age seven with my cousin, Chad |
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| So this one... not so cute, I have ALWAYS hated this picture. I was nine and firmly in the "my teeth are too big for my face" phase. In addition, my mom tried out her hair-dressing skillz on me- first a (really bad) perm, then fix with a "trim." I preferred my hair long and never, ever, ever have come close since 4th grade to allowing a haircut like the one above because I was SO scarred for life. PS. This was the RETAKE, there was actually a picture worse than this one ;-) Jason and David are pretty cute though. |
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| Awww, we were all cute |
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