I have all these questions I am supposed to answer to get right with my higher power, which as of 6:03pm EST I have yet to be intrduced to so, my question is to write about my first vivid meory of emotion. I remember it well. The emotion was fear.
On the side of the house there was a ladder. I climbed the ladder and was playing around and fell off. It knocked the wind out of me and maybe even knocked me out but whatever it did when I came to I remember thinking I better be all right, put the ladder back against the house and hope my mom didn’t hear or I am in trouble for playing on that ladder. I was 4.
No, I did not have a loving relationship with my mother. I was her last child and could have juggled knives if I had wanted to. As long as I didn’t get hurt or in trouble I could do pretty much anything I wanted to as long as it didn’t disturb her. Mom wa a hypocondriac and she prefered to keep the attention on her ailments. She would be the person who was sure to bring up their latestsurgury in the check out line at the local grocery store and if you didn’t listen you were being rude.
So, my first vivid memory of emotion is fear. What do I do with this?
