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--Memoir--
The oldest event I can remember occurred when i was three. My mom was dropping me off for my first day of preschool. She had given me some kind on candy (pretty sure it was chiclets, or something very similar) for reasons that were not yet clear to me. We got to the threshold of the classroom and my mom started to say goodbye to me.
I lost my shit.
I felt scared and betrayed. I saw those colorful chiclets for what they really were - a diversion - a consolation prize - a lie. In a fit of rage, I threw the candy pieces on the ground (example). They dispersed far and wide. Some other little turd-burglar was super stoked that i didnt want my candy, and started picking them off of the ground and eating them.
I don't remember anything else. I've always felt bad for doing that. I think i hurt my mum in the feels. I love my mum, tho.
The oldest event I can remember occurred when i was three. My mom was dropping me off for my first day of preschool. She had given me some kind on candy (pretty sure it was chiclets, or something very similar) for reasons that were not yet clear to me. We got to the threshold of the classroom and my mom started to say goodbye to me.
I lost my shit.
I felt scared and betrayed. I saw those colorful chiclets for what they really were - a diversion - a consolation prize - a lie. In a fit of rage, I threw the candy pieces on the ground (example). They dispersed far and wide. Some other little turd-burglar was super stoked that i didnt want my candy, and started picking them off of the ground and eating them.
I don't remember anything else. I've always felt bad for doing that. I think i hurt my mum in the feels. I love my mum, tho.