When I was younger, literally anything said to me made me cry. But no matter how my parents tried reassuring me...no matter how I tried changing my way of thinking, to toughen myself up, I just couldn't help grtting hurt. And that was the main source of my childhood trauma.
I remember how my brother used to call me things like stupid, dumb, etc when I was eight. I was so hurt that I soon took everything he said as a personal attack.
Bear in mind that when I was younger, my sensitivity and ability to take jokes were not helped by my tourette.
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