Loss of Innocence

I was four. Unlike my three siblings including my fraternal twin sister I was different. Growing up I heard things like he is the Rain Man, or incredibly gifted but shy. I was unlike most kids who grow up in the 80's. I did not like the company of other people my age. I was unusual, yet a human like any other. As such I had something stolen from me. It was a like a heist this world did to me which only led to further things taken. I am a natural overthinker and was even at the age of four. My parents did not understand what was wrong with me. Why I was so distant yet distinctive. The words my mom uttered taunt me to this day. They robbed me of my innocence, left me bludgeoned, feeling in my mind blood curdling screams. Pain that will never forget from those words, forgiven but never forgotten. For those words were, "it is embarrassing being your mom." Words no child should hear, words that linger and destroy the soul with a blunt crush much like when a boulder hits the earth. I am left impregnated with the imprint of those words.