To tell my story is to go back through all of the pain, but I must tell it, if it can help someone else. I come from a Christian Southern Baptist family. I was born premature, and from the way my mom tells the story, it sounds like God saved my life as a baby for a special purpose, as if he has some plans for me, wants me to serve him in some special way. My parents put my elder only sister and me in a strict Christian fundamentalist private school, starting in preschool to second grade for me. I was very shy when i was little. The teachers also taught us not to talk, talking in class was considered bad behavior. The private school became too expensive, so my parents sent me to a public school. The other kids picked on me, made fun of me and bullied me when I was a little kid. In third grade I had trouble adjusting to a public school. The school did some tests on me it was discovered I had a learning disability so i was put in a class for students with learning disablities. I was slow getting school work done, and I had a lot of trouble in math, but the teacher I had was a very good one, she under stood my difficulties, and helped me out.
I was sent to the school psychiatrist, and then they thought I had a mental illness. When I was in 6th or 7th grade I had to see a psychiatrist, and take psychiatric medicine. I liked to read, and when I was 6 years old my mom enrolled me in art lessons. She originally wanted to give my sister art lessons, but the teacher said I would be good at art, so I took lessons with her, and I ended up being good at art. I liked Disney princesses, fairy tales, mythology, and the Bible, Hebrew culture in the Bible. I did not like doing homework. I like watching after school cartoons. Especially the Aladdin series. I had trouble paying attention to my school work and home work. And yes, a lot of my problems were cause by the stupid drugs that idiotic arrogant shrink forced me to take, I don't know if I really was mentally ill back then, or if my brain was damaged by the 'medicine' I had to take. I had trouble making friends, but the friends I did have were good, loyal and kind to me. The girls in gymn class picked on me in the bathroom, the locks on the stall doors were broken and they would constantly come in on me, I was on my period and tried to flush the toilet and throw away my soiled pad, then they really teased me. There were boys and girls who harassed me. It was because of this that I became depressed. Sometimes I wanted to die, but what I really wanted was an end to the pain and suffering. I wanted my peers to like me. But I was not willing to do bad things just so I could be considered "cool" I wanted to obey God and do whats right. I read fantasy novels to escape from reality, which was a terrible thing in my book. I watched the news on TV with my parents, so i figured the world is evil, selfish, full of lies and suffering. But I also knew God is good and loves everybody. But then I started to get into feminism and magic. I dreamed about fairy tales, wanted to find my prince charming. I figured I would find good Christian man to marry and have children, we would have a nice house and I would keep it clean and decorated and make crafts for the house and with our children. I wondered if I could marry a pastor. But then, I wanted to be a professional artist. I wanted to write stories and turn them into books. I wanted to tell people about God and be the pastor or preacher. I wanted to go around the world and tell people from foreign cultures about Jesus Christ.
I was sent to the school psychiatrist, and then they thought I had a mental illness. When I was in 6th or 7th grade I had to see a psychiatrist, and take psychiatric medicine. I liked to read, and when I was 6 years old my mom enrolled me in art lessons. She originally wanted to give my sister art lessons, but the teacher said I would be good at art, so I took lessons with her, and I ended up being good at art. I liked Disney princesses, fairy tales, mythology, and the Bible, Hebrew culture in the Bible. I did not like doing homework. I like watching after school cartoons. Especially the Aladdin series. I had trouble paying attention to my school work and home work. And yes, a lot of my problems were cause by the stupid drugs that idiotic arrogant shrink forced me to take, I don't know if I really was mentally ill back then, or if my brain was damaged by the 'medicine' I had to take. I had trouble making friends, but the friends I did have were good, loyal and kind to me. The girls in gymn class picked on me in the bathroom, the locks on the stall doors were broken and they would constantly come in on me, I was on my period and tried to flush the toilet and throw away my soiled pad, then they really teased me. There were boys and girls who harassed me. It was because of this that I became depressed. Sometimes I wanted to die, but what I really wanted was an end to the pain and suffering. I wanted my peers to like me. But I was not willing to do bad things just so I could be considered "cool" I wanted to obey God and do whats right. I read fantasy novels to escape from reality, which was a terrible thing in my book. I watched the news on TV with my parents, so i figured the world is evil, selfish, full of lies and suffering. But I also knew God is good and loves everybody. But then I started to get into feminism and magic. I dreamed about fairy tales, wanted to find my prince charming. I figured I would find good Christian man to marry and have children, we would have a nice house and I would keep it clean and decorated and make crafts for the house and with our children. I wondered if I could marry a pastor. But then, I wanted to be a professional artist. I wanted to write stories and turn them into books. I wanted to tell people about God and be the pastor or preacher. I wanted to go around the world and tell people from foreign cultures about Jesus Christ.