I'm not sure exactly what class I fit into. I had a good childhood. I was always good in school, not because I wanted to be, but because I didn't want to make a teacher scold me in front of the whole class. My feelings were hurt easily, even when the person that did it wasn't aware they had said anything to upset me. I think I had some insecurities I never dealt with. As a child I had to be assured at bedtime by my parents that they wouldn't leave while I was asleep. That still baffles me. My parents never even left me with a baby-sitter!! As I got older, I was my mom's "wild child" for a few years.
I didn't do anything really bad, but I wasn't all good either.
I started dancing lessons when I was four and I stuck with it until I was 18 and old enough to teach. My dance instructor let me teach some of her classes. Acrobat,tap,ballet,modern jazz. This is where I get confused. I danced in front of hundreds of people and loved it. How could I be shy and then do that?? Dance was my love. I taught until I was 25 and then stayed at home with my girls.
During a lot of this I'm sure I was depressed, but I didn't know it until later when I learned what it was. As far as being sensitive, I most definitely was in many ways. It wasn't easy for me to cry in front of people, but my tears come when my family is in bad or gone, to this day.
Well, now I think I'm confused about myself. I'm glad you brought this up Jeff because it's something I never thought about or dealt with, and now I know I should have done it. I'm getting to know myself better.....