FREEPER FAMILY TABLE--The troubled child

me | March 4, 2005 | grellis

[annyokie]

Don't do it unless she has large lobes. I had my ears pierced at 13 and then double pierced at 25. My earlobes are attached at my jaw and wearing large heavy earrings resulted in me having torn earlobes. It looks as if someone tore my earlobes with a knife.

I was at work on day and had an earring fall in the sink in the bathroom, leaving a tear in my earlobe.

Let her decide when she is older.

[grellis]

...we had to eat it all. And I mean all of it.

Same here!!! We managed to get around it, when we really wanted to. Since my parents couldn't watch all six of us at the same time, we got creative about hiding food in our napkins, in our milk glasses, or throwing it out of the dining room for the dogs. That last one was tricky. If you missed the entryway, there would be a big splat of pot roast on the wall and you were done for. We never talked about our bodies or weights or self-images growing up. I don't know why, really, we just didn't. It was really tough for me. All my sisters are very pretty and I'm the original plain jane, with buck teeth to boot. Plus I wore leg braces until I started fourth grade--by that time I was convinced I was the ugliest duckling of all. That self-image stayed with me all through high school. Now, I don't even think about how I look. I keep myself well groomed, that's about it. One weird thing about starting back at work is that I am wearing makeup again--just a little bit, but it makes my face feel really strange, like I'm wearing a mask.

I don't have any daughters, and in a way, I'm grateful. Not because of their sex. I just had a wretchedly lonely childhood. In trying to keep any daughters of mine from experiencing the same, I would be bound to screw them up in some other way!