Hide away on firework night.
Not able to make friends, and all who were invited to my party, I did not know and it felt weird. I was about 5, I think.
Could not cope with the "colour" white. Would try and hide to keep it out. But grew out of that, thankfully.
When I was a baby, I was fascinated with tying shoes laces together and so, my poor grandpa would have to spend a lot of time, untangling them. I did not live with them, but I adored them - my grandparents, not the shoes lol.
I was around 5, when I got so angry that I put a dent in a door. I could not cope with injustice. I have no memory of what caused the anger, but I know it was father who did it. I also remember, that because I would not apologise, he refused to speak to me for a month or something.
I remember mother promising that in our new home, she would look after it better and that gave me hope. I must have been 7, because it was that age, when we moved into our new home. She failed to keep her promise and it was even more dirtier than the previous one.
Somehow, despite the fact that I could neither read nor write then, I managed to discifer that if I did not wash my own clothes, I would never have clothes to wear and so, started handwashing.
It was deemed pretty fast that there was something not quite right about me. But all it was said is that I suffer from very low self esteem and seemed antisocial.
When I learned to read at 9, I became obsessed with reading. I hated the tv being on and was able to turn sound off, by concentrating on reading.
Even at a very early age, I felt very scared of the world; I sensed there was something "not quite right" about me, but just tried to survive.
I also loved soft things and because I sucked my thumb, I found such comfort in gliding the soft fabric against my lips.
Hated anything scatchy too and there is a thing called: molehair or something that I actually feel sick with.
Always hated play time rather talk to the teachers that my peers. I would have been quite happy to stay in the class room working.
I had this panic thing, I guess where if I did not take a gulp, I felt I was going to choke. It got the the point, I needed to keep gulping.
Could not deal with brght light. Also, when ever I got anxious, I felt my forhead throbbing, which would make me die with embarrassment.
I wish I had discovered sunglasses when a child, because they would have been my life saver.
I was playing with my dollies when I was 16. I would hide in my bedroom and be a child again.
Was never into teddy bears.