Have you ever heard of Generational Trump? If you haven’t, it’s trauma that’s passed down generation to generation, and it sucks, so you're not missing much. I should probably introduce myself first though. My name is Alice and I'm a 16 year old girl living in New York City, and this is my story.
From a young age, I knew I didn’t fit in with everyone. While all the other kids were making friends, creating childhood memories, and just living their best life as a kid. Instead of doing this stuff like a normal kid, I kept to myself, never opened myself up to others, and the only memories I can remember from my childhood are me reading my books.
I love the books I read. From a young age they helped me escape from the actual world and transported…show more content… Her tone sounded like she was shocked that I would ever do something like this. I don;t know what shocked her, I mean it was only a matter of time before all my emotions started to overflow like a bucket of water, guess that time was now.
What’s wrong with me? Oh that's just rich, I think this is the first time you’ve asked me that question”
I told her with a laugh as I rolled my eyes at her. What is wrong with me? Usually I was so good at holding all these emotions in, but now they were just coming up like the word vomit, and I couldn’t stop it.
“Alice, watch your tone, right now. You're being extremely disrespectful to not only me, but your brother too. We’re trying to celebrate him, not everything is about you, you know?
My mom told me that. She spoke in the way someone would speak to a kid who was caught with their hand in the cookie jar, and it just made me more upset. Is this what she really thought of me? Did she think I was a child?
“Oh now you wanna try and parent me? Fine then, go right ahead”
I told them with a laugh as I crossed my arms and leaned back in my seat. This was going to be hilarious because they didn’t know the first thing about me.
And what’s that supposed to mean? Do you think me and your dad didn’t parent
