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I've never, ever felt the need to do one of these before. But this one piqued my interest. Certainly a lot more than yesterday's drivel about Twilight and baseball *rolls eyes*
Here goes:
1). I don't think I knew what my real name was until I was about 8. My mum always used to call me Mabel or Maudy-Mae. My dad would call me Harry, or Herbert, or Jim. One of those names is Mr G's christian name. It took about two years after Mr G and I started dating for my dad to stop calling me by that name by mistake. It took a lot longer for me to stop responding every time my dad called Mr G's name.
2). I was bullied from the day that I started school until the day that I left. Sometimes violently, mostly just with cruel taunts or social ostracisation. When I reached sixth form, I was teased by kids of 12 and 13. I said nothing. It was only when I turned 30 that I realised it had been about a year since the last time someone jeered at me in the street.
3). When I was growing up, I wanted to be a doctor. Even though I loved science I wasn't all that good at maths and was advised to do something else instead. When I graduated, I still had the desire to work in the health service, and it was for that reason I chose my current career. If I couldn't care for patients individually, I would help to plan health services for populations instead.
So, which is truth and which is lie?
I've never, ever felt the need to do one of these before. But this one piqued my interest. Certainly a lot more than yesterday's drivel about Twilight and baseball *rolls eyes*
Here goes:
1). I don't think I knew what my real name was until I was about 8. My mum always used to call me Mabel or Maudy-Mae. My dad would call me Harry, or Herbert, or Jim. One of those names is Mr G's christian name. It took about two years after Mr G and I started dating for my dad to stop calling me by that name by mistake. It took a lot longer for me to stop responding every time my dad called Mr G's name.
2). I was bullied from the day that I started school until the day that I left. Sometimes violently, mostly just with cruel taunts or social ostracisation. When I reached sixth form, I was teased by kids of 12 and 13. I said nothing. It was only when I turned 30 that I realised it had been about a year since the last time someone jeered at me in the street.
3). When I was growing up, I wanted to be a doctor. Even though I loved science I wasn't all that good at maths and was advised to do something else instead. When I graduated, I still had the desire to work in the health service, and it was for that reason I chose my current career. If I couldn't care for patients individually, I would help to plan health services for populations instead.
So, which is truth and which is lie?
