Family and classmates seemed to never understand why I reacted so differently. I had virtually no friends and took solace in my pets as a child.
My mother and I constantly fought; and she would get furious when I could not stop crying. I had no identity of my own because I spent all of my time trying to please my family but I always seemed to mess things up.
I had trouble remembering things that I had done; it was like my brain had left the building for a while without me noticing.
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