“My kindness was mistaken for weakness”
I grew up as a Christian and I had a lot of faith and love for people. I was very kind a lot of times my kindness was mistaken for weakness. And because I wasn’t into the same things that my friends were into like drinking and having sex and partying, things like that, I was pushed to the side.
It was a good opportunity for me to figure out who I was and what I stand for and I learned to be secure and confident and remember that it is a strength not weakness. It made me stronger in my faith because it forced me to grapple with a lot of questions like why am I doing this, why do I believe in this. When you are isolated you start thinking about things like that.
It gave me a lot of strength it was more of a blessing then a curse to be pushed aside, to be perceived as an outsider.
I currently have a little horse stuffed animal from Wells Fargo that my husband and I got when we made our first join bank account. It’s very special. It signifies a very special moment.
When I was little I had a stuffed cat it was black-and-white. I loved that cat. I remember when it broke my uncle and I we’re playing with it. He ripped the head off of it and I cried and cried and cried and all the beans popped out.