I couldn’t see self acceptance in my 30s when I was a teenager…

I couldn’t see being called or referred to as a self love advocate in my teenage years or even as a little girl. I was bullied since I was in the first or second grade by older kids in my neighborhood of Old Brooklyn and bullied at the school I went to. I almost drowned when I was eight or nine years old but in my 30s I did a lot of cool stuff. The coolest thing I ever did other than have successes in Poetry was writing my Schizophrenia Memoir. I am still typing it. I think I’ll have 100 pages in a few months and then I will need 100 more pages to have a 200 page memoir (a book). One of the older girls I went to school with invited me to her house and we went to this pool. As I was circling the pool I went from the kiddie pool to the deep end and I almost drowned when I was eight or nine years old. The coolest things that happened to me in my 30s was taking Memoir with Edi for two semesters. I continue working on my memoir now. I’m still connected to Edi and still writing and working on my book: Ayesha’s Story: the Schizophrenia Memoirs.