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One of my memories as a young child was my families trip to yellowstone. I was around 10 and everyone went(except my younger sister who was too young). It was fun for the most part, but one time troubles me. I was cross-country skiing and I fell down. I tried very hard, but I could not seem to get up. Eventually my mother, who was behind me, stopped and asked if I was hurt. I said no, but I told her I could get up and asked for her help. She just stood there(I remember my mother, but I don't remember if anyone else was there) laughing. This was not some motherly "awh poor baby,let me help you" laugh, this was a laugh saying "look at you, pathetic, fat, can't even get up off the ground. stupid fat kid." I have seen this laugh many times during my school years(until I decided to lose a lot of weight). There where only 2 fat kid in my whole class. I just happened to be the tallest and fattest one. Everyone knows the laugh, the laugh that kids do to the ones who are slow,fat,ugly,stupid kids. And here was my mother do that exact same laugh. I expected this from other kids, but my own mother? Eventually I just got up, by some miracle, and bolted down the hill. I wanted to get away. Away from the kids, away from my mother, away from my family. But I couldn't. And it was that time that I told myself to never ask for help again from my parents. And from there sense I haven't. There is the occasional how do you do this, or what do I have to do questions. But the life questions I never ask. I know it's stupid, but this has caused me to distance myself from my family. And thus here I am about to leave for college, and not seeing them for a while. And I don't know..I'm kind of looking forward to it, like a bad dream that I can just forget.