It Doesn'T Change You

we always knew, we always knew that you weren't what they would consider as "normal".
But I was stubborn and refused to admit what I knew and when we got the first results back that didn't say anything i was ready move on.
But your mother, God bless her wouldn't accept this answer and knew they were wrong. She would always doubt herself and question if she was doing the right thing, did you know that?
So we kept waiting for the next time and found an expert for assessing little girls, then we got the answer we were looking for.
It doesn't change you, i don't understand why people are so scared of their kids having it, my daughter is so beautiful and caring even if she isn't "not like the other kids" good! I dont want her to be anything other then herself.
We found out through all of this I'm the same as her, we both think the same way. Maybe that's why I refused to admit it, maybe I'm just like all the other parents who have that fear.
It doesn't change you and it doesn't change how much we love you, please don't forget this in the hard times ahead.
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Raiser Avatar
August 16, 2020 at 6:38 AM
That's how I found out that I was ''different,'' at one point I said ''whatca looking at me for :) Well done.
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August 16, 2020 at 7:43 AM
For inspiration check the innerwebs for people that are different, and have changed the world. At this point I am thinking ''I sure hope we are talking about the same thing.'' Have a good one.
Ralston Avatar
August 16, 2020 at 7:04 AM
exactly! Its not a curse or something to judge someone on and doesn't define them. Thank you for reading :)
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