A combination of family issues, drama at school, the loss of all of my childhood girlfriends, and lack of a support system at home proved to be a disastrous cocktail. I was never that great at the whole communication thing. Especially when it came to emotions. I just couldn't quite figure out how to ask for help in a productive way. When you're angry and lash out and give attitude to people, they tend to just get pissed off. It reminds me of that quote about children 'asking for love in the most unloving of ways'.
I wasn't the kind of girl that was on the cheer squad or student council. I wasn't homecoming queen or even popular for that matter. I was in fact a self-conscious, socially awkward teen who would rather ditch class and smoke weed on the bleachers with the boys than sit in a room full of kids I felt I couldn't relate to. Did I get mixed up with the wrong crowd? My parents would have said so but in all honesty, I don't really know that to be true. In fact most of us bleacher smokers turned out to be pretty damn successful! (You guys know who you are)
Bottom line, I drove my parents so completely insane that they resorted to doing something most could never fathom... They shipped my ass off to a lockdown boarding school in Mexico. Yep, you read that right, MEXICO. I spent the last two years of my childhood in that God-forsaken place.
Bottom line, I drove my parents so completely insane that they resorted to doing something most could never fathom... They shipped my ass off to a lockdown boarding school in Mexico. Yep, you read that right, MEXICO. I spent the last two years of my childhood in that God-forsaken place.
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