Getting to Accept Myself
It took me 21 years after birth to be able to go through a drive through but in addition, 24 years to complete a masters project that I was taking and was a big presentation in front of classmates. this is something that I was supposed to do in front of my classmates and their advisors on the academic matters. I was also required to bring family members and friends on the day that I was making the presentation so that they could sit in and listen to the speech. Because of the fear and what I heard, I could not be able to invite my family and friends and therefore, I kept them out of the issue but invited my speech therapist. The speech therapist brought along some lip balm that was going to help me to speak much better and this is something that she kept in her purse. We also went through the note cards that had brought along in the lobby so that she can be sure what is going to say. The main reason why all this had to be done is because either condition that brought some speech impediment and because of that, I stutter.
The speech impediment is a condition that I inherited from my dad who probably developed problem during his adolescent years because he was shuffled or he had around four dads during that time. this speech impediment was not a problem for the first seven years of my life but after that, it become a major issue since I was enrolled in her speech therapy class which used to happen twice a week. To avoid giving so much information to my friends, making up excuses was the norm especially when you had to leave the class early. Many of the times, you can give a lot of excuses for situation and that’s what I did but you cannot sustain it if you now start repeating some of the excuses. Being in elementary school, issues whenever a problem my friends especially because they are very quick to forgive and they thought the best of me. My friends did not even ask any questions when I tell them that I’m going for advanced classes it was another excuse.
People started asking questions later especially when I was in middle school and because of that, I used to cry a lot because I’m introverted. During my seventh grade, I actually had a very nasty encounter with a kid known as Jason.
As I continued growing this is something that I continue to face a lot and this is something that also disturbed me a lot even when I got my first job.
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