I used to write ''report cards'' for my dolls when I was 5 I don't think I knew how to play with dolls (or to play at all ) On one of the doll's report cards, I wrote ''K tries hard but does not make much progress''..Ouch. That does not seem ''normal'' for a 5 year old to be so concerned with things like that. At the end of the first year, the teacher said that a few girls would stay down ''to help with the new girls''... they named someone with the same name as me. I felt horrified... and shame But it was not me. The teacher said it in a nice way... so why so much shame? I was the youngest in the class. I had not learnt how to use scissors at age 6 (not ''normal'' we were not taught this at school. So all the others were able to use scissors. Not ''normal'' - me (The parents did not want to buy child scissors, a ''waste of money'' and I was ''not dextrous''... well, having no bricks or toys except a couple of dolls and stuffies did not ''help''.. but i was, apparently, ''emotionally immature'' and intrinsically Wrong. I also now think it was neglectful not buying me one barbie or sindy. These parents were very rich... loaded in fact. Of course, it was too ''common'' and I would be ''demanding clothes''.. or whatever. Grrrrrrrrrr. I did not like the second hand rags I had to wear. I wear usually wear rags now too. (not second hand though) (I was taught that clothes are a ''waste'' of money. That ''lesson''' has stuck.) So not only am I low functioning, I am ''not even decorative''... Papa bear does not say this, a former abusive boyfriend said it. I am not sure why I have ''always'' attracted so many abusers. I guess as they would say I am .... ************

learning how to eat them?