When I was about 5 years old my mom sent me to a therapist because I was just very quiet and shy.
I had no friends until I was in the 5th grade. It was just one girl who became my friend. She was the only black girl in my class. Everyone else was white or spanish. I'm spanish by the way. All the other girls were kind of mean to me and they would call me bad names.
In gym when I sat down on the floor people will step on my hands and it would hurt so bad.
My jr. high school years was terrible. People would call me names, boys would physically fight me in school. This one girl kicked me.
Then in high school it was bad too. I just had 2 friends. Almost everyone else would just call me names but thank God all the physical fights were over cause that hurt.
In college I had no friends at all. I ended up dropping out right at the time where my english teacher was making the class work in groups. I was most the time left alone. Everyone was just social around eachother but nobody would dare to invite me in their group. And just for the record, no I don't stink or have bad breathe, i'm not overweight, anorexic, messy looking, etc.
So anyway, at the therapy (around 1995) the therapist told me to draw. And I just remember it was some guy with a pony tail and he looked at me with piercing eyes. It was intimidating for me. But I still drew. Till this day (I'm 20 years old now) I still remember what I drew. I drew 1 house, 1 tree, 1 school and I think 2 people and 2 swings (1 boy and 1 girl). Can someone please explain what this means. I'm just curious. Thanks.
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