Issues With Being Antisocial

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Throughout my life I have experienced issues with being antisocial but not in the most obvious way. In the way where I could converse with and befriend others, my issues were I tend to be antisocial when it comes to friendship and being in groups of people. I always find myself to be straying off. To this day I still cannot perceive why. It is highly sensible to say I endure complications when it comes to feeling included. This is due to my anxiety disorder. Growing up I was overly self-conscious. Over time this small issue goes out of hand, thus passing to my mother taking me to a doctor who then recommended me to a sort life coach, you could call her a therapist but that’s not quite what she is. In the darkness of that phase of my life…show more content…
She’s one of those old souls stuck in the fifty’s and refuses to see the 21st century. She is a good mother, it 's only when it came to me she lacked. I met my mother when I was four. She adopted my little sis and me. Through my younger age I hated her I absolutely hated her and she failed to understand why or explain to me so I could understand whom the lady was that I was staying with. Where my real mother was. She failed to help me see what was going on and with me only being four I thought she kidnapped me and I hated her. As I grew up I learned precisely what was going on and I no longer had a heart for her it dwindled down to more of a dislike. I understood why was with her, but I expended most of my early youth wondering why did this have to happen to me. And why did I have to be with her. My mother wasn’t a bad mother she only lacked the nurturing a love I needed. She held my early years against me and we’ve been stepping on thin ice ever…show more content…
My mother across from me and I couldn’t stop shaking. I was aflutter. I was supposed to be meeting someone my doctor said would make everything better. About thirty minutes in a lady with dark hair, Teddy gram skin and a rather big smile came out. Latisha Lewis. I was uneasy and hesitant at first. She didn’t appear like your typical life coach or what I perceived on to be. She just looks like a normal person to me. It was difficult for me to get comfortable with her at first and for the first few weeks of me knowing her I often spent most of our secession studying her appearance and trying to convince myself to actually say something. She was patient with me and I loved her for it. Around this time it was time to be applying to college and I without my mom at my aid I sought help and this was when I confided in Latisha and she assisted me. She pushed me and motivated me. She was everything I’ve ever wanted and
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