I never got special treatment from anybody.

It wasn’t until I was in my late 20s that I thought of the treatment I got as a child. I wasn’t really a little girl who had a lot of friends or a person people thought of as really important. I knew by my early 30s that I had for the first time started to feel my own worth and importance as a female, as a woman and I knew beyond the shadow of a doubt that God was real. I had a supernatural peace wash right over me on a day I just wanted to hide and not be seen by the world. My illness was really hard for me sometimes it is still kind of difficult for me. My mom always drove me to appointments with the doctor and dentist. I tried to get some gifts for my loved ones for Christmas and for their birthdays for all of my closest relatives I got them each a nice gift and/or a holiday card. I connected with family and friends on Facebook too. I tried to connect with all my relatives on Facebook. That was a fun thing to connect with all of my friends and family on Facebook.

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TheAyeshaSite

I am a Black Guyanese woman. I'm thirty nine years old. I went back to college to take Early Childhood Education classes. I want to get a second 48-credit BA degree in Early Childhood Education by 2021. I go to NJCU. I have a BA in Creative Writing from NJCU. I graduated from NJCU in August 2015. I transferred to NJCU from Mercer. I have my AA degree from Mercer in Humanities and Social Sciences since May 2007. I write poems, I write memoirs, I'm a blogger and I am taking a children's lit course. I love reading memoirs. I also do book reviews from time to time. My favorite poet is Emily Dickinson. I grew up in Ewing, New Jersey. I live in Princeton Junction with my parents!

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