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  • There once was a girl
    who had a little curl
    right in the middle of her forehead.
    When she was good
    she was very very good
    but when she was bad
    she was horrid!

    My mother and father often chanted this to me. I was a loud, boisterous, impulsive child, quick to joy and quick to injury, eager to please, and easy to hurt. I laughed loudly and heartily, cried loudly and often, stamped my foot, and sometimes held a grudge for days. Some of the kids in my neighborhood loved me and we became inseparable friends. Some of them disliked me and called me bossy and were "mean" to me.

    Now I am 67 years old. I have had years of therapy, and am still essentially the same person. I try hard to be "good," to be kind, to be honest. But I still fail. I am very human. I still laugh loudly and heartily. I am very enthusiastic when excited. I cry often, easily and too loudly, probably, although I try to hide my tears when I can. I am easily hurt.

    Sometimes, I think I should be a hermit. That way, I won't offend anyone when I think I am being enthusiastic and they think I am being aggressive. And I won't be hurt when they "tattle" on me for being bad when I thought I was being good.
  • Images:

    1. I just downloaded Photoshop CS6 on the new computer that I was given for my birthday. I've been too sick to take care of getting programs put on it, so I've been using the old computer mostly. I drew the image with a wonky mouse that spazzes out when I am using it. (That's my excuse and I am sticking to it!)

    2. A little silly love for those of you who have been kind to me.

    I do not know how to be anyone other than who I am. I can cease to be, or I can be silent. I can cry for days. They say crying removes toxins from the system. :-D
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