Let me see, I hope I don't forget anything here. I was at my grandmother's house on my mom's side of the family and I was sitting on her couch in the 1980's. Something got me to thinking about death. Yes, you think such things when you are three years old. Maybe it was my dad's grandmother. I think my dad's grandmother died when I was three years old.
My blog is about my feelings, my emotions, and my life and how I still struggle with selective mutism at times. It's like maybe I have something else going on besides selective mutism by the ways that I am struggling.
Thursday, June 23, 2022
Thursday June 23, 2022 | When I was three
I can remember what happened when I was three. I remember that something happened to make me not talk to anyone. Something scared me really, really badly. Just think if you were a three-year-old and something scared you really bad, wouldn't you be afraid too?
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