Sensitive: The Untold Story

My mother catered to my above average smarts and sensitivity. She was an angel! Once I went to Kindergarten in 1983 none of the other kids understood why I was having all of us sit down to try to figure out our differences. It was easier for them to gossip and argue. It turned me into a bully so I wouldn't be bullied. In adulthood, when others wouldn't listen to reason, which was so apparent to me, but outlandish to them, I started to feel insecure. I was one of the first white women to have a baby with a black man in my community, I felt like if was my duty to prove to everyone who was hating other human beings wrong and it gave me a leadership role that I thought would regain my self worth. The children, elders, bosses loved me but none of my peers did. It was very isolating, but yet again, allowed me to survive. Alcohol helped me feel normal. I am paying the price for that now. Is there another video that discusses my reality, or should we make one?