I went to kindergarten and elementary school. Grew up as a pk. Birth mother left i was a baby. Dad died at age 10 who was also trying become a pastor like my grandma whose basically my mom. Anyway. I knew this kid in elementary school. I dont have good memory because all of my diffrent mental things. But the way I remember was fond. No I hadn't committed my life to christ yet. No one ever pushed it at my home. This friend really shaped the kind of persons I'm attracted to as platonic partners. I have never had another person that I remember like them. Some how it was always safe always warm always approachable in the room with them. And since my dad died at 10 some things in my childhood seem really colored by that and some things I noticed recently I actually had fun. I was perfectionistic child. My birth mom did alot of drinking when I was inside her so that affected some things she also was pretty violent with her two daughters. In other words my sister was never happy throughout her like and just left the family she was always kind of a terror. Alot of the time she wanted me to feel the unhappiness she felt. Treating me like I was diffrent like she was a saviour but also the only reason I existed. So yeah I'm glad she left. There's this book called the last lecture. Its about a man with only a few months to live. I picked it up becuase the book left me with something my dad didnt sure he made video recordings for important points of lives some that most likely I will never do or be apart of. I think alot of my life has been underestimating what I need and when I'm really not alright. I didn’t get the support I needed at home I live at an afc and still have contact with my family.
