First Memory

Spooky on June 29, 2012

This is my earliest memory. It was a humid summer day and my Mom had been dragging me around town on errands. I was miserable, but she promised me that if I behaved she'd get me a toy.
My mom had issues. As a little kid, typical girly stuff didn't interest me, I was into transformers and toy guns and sports. She really wanted a girly girl who she could dress up and I could never be that. With her control and anger issues this became a central point for a lot of the conflict between us. It wasn't about the toys, but the fact that I wouldn't fit into the specific idea of a ‘good kid’ she wanted.
Oh yeah since this is the first page- I'm putting out a general TRIGGER WARNING right now. My childhood wasn't a great one, and if any depiction of violence or abuse will upset you, it'll be in your best interest not to continue. Thank you and enjoy the ride I guess