Naturally, I questioned what and why and why not.That curiosity got me into trouble – lots of it. The house mistresses saw me as a rebel child, and made it their mission to ‘break my spirit’.
I had detentions for everything. In fact, I had a detention the first week of term. They told me I was a ‘’bad egg’’ at the age of five.
I believed them. I constantly felt dirty, unworthy, and just awful. My self-esteem started to nose dive pretty quickly.
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