My Nana once said, "There's nothing wrong with you, you're just a little bit slow." in a very condescending voice.
My dad once told me, "You will never be able to do most of the things that other people can do, and part of it is because you have a Learning Disability." in a very condescending voice. (I'm in Canada, by the way.)
My mum was looking at my journal, when I was ten, going on eleven. She let out an exasperated sigh and said, "You write about the same old thing, every single day..." That was when I was obsessed with The United States. That's when I've learned my lesson about hiding my obsessions from other people, because people are jerks.
My dad got on me about my accent, when I was twelve. He said, "You should really listen to yourself, from time to time. None of the kids from around here talk like you do! We really need to fix this!" I haven't talked to him, since that afternoon, back in 1987. He doesn't deserve the luxury of hearing my wonderful accent.
I was once asked by two bullies on their bikes, if I was ret*d, when I was eleven. I told them that I'm not. The boy with the Frezee in his hand, kept pointing at me with it, saying, "She said that she's ret*d!" I screamed, "I hate you!" and ran away from those two boys.
I remember my mum yelling at me and scolding me, every time that I've soiled myself, saying, "You're old enough to know better! You're smart enough to know better! You're a bad girl! Now I have to clean this mess up! You should know better by now! How many kids your age do that?!?"
When I was eight, I was putting on a pair of trousers that didn't fit me, anymore. My mum said, "You're getting fat! I'm very embarrassed! I'm the only mother who has a fat child! Not many mothers have fat children! I'm going to have to put you on a diet!" I was hyperventilating after she said the word, diet.
I now look, sound and smell like Sid, the character in my avatar, but with human eyes, ears and a nose. I was thinking for the longest time that my parents couldn't possibly love a slightly obese Punk Rocker with a Cockney Accent, who now has fecal incontinence, from February, up until I've sent them an E-mail in July, telling them that I'm not ready to lose weight, that I've always loved larger people, and my Sid figurine symbolizes how adorable I think that plus-sized adults are. My mum now loves both Sid and I to pieces.
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The Family Enigma