My mother used to tell me when I was little that I was the little girl with the girl in the middle of her forehead, from the nursery rhyme. Later,as I got older and nothing she did would make me act like 'normal little girls' she would tell me that I was what was wrong with the world and point out how much happier everyone was when I was not there.My suicide attempts were unnoticed and luckily unsuccessful. She eventually had my hearing tested and began to get my learning disability diagnosed, but she did not follow through. I endured years of abuse where she felt the answer to my 'discipline problem' was the razor strap.
I just wanted to thank you for being here. This is so much better and so much more effective than punishment.
I should also let you know, I want to keep this anonymous. So, please do not publish with my name. My diagnosis was informal because it was feared that a formal one would keep me from being employable and it was felt that I had learned to cope as well as they could teach at that time. But now that I am facing the added stress of fighting cancer and heart disease, I am finding my coping mechanisms are lacking. I am not sure what resources I might have available to me now. I'm looking for me, but found you for kids. Finding you was an incredible and joyful moment.
Again, I am so glad you are here for kids today. Kids should be loved and cherished. They should be helped and treated for such problems. They should be guided to finding the best coping mechanisms for them. The wonder that each life is needs to be celebrated.
Aurora, CO