Between the ages of 5 and 9 I believed that I needed to complete a daily diary (which consisted of a drawing in felt-tip of nearly A4 size and a few words underneath as to what I did) so that when I was a grown up I could look back at what I did. I used to panic if I was sent to bed and I hadn't done the diary, and I would have to sneak downstairs to try and do it in another room without my parents knowing. My parents were amazingly sympathetic to my plight and would let me do the drawing at 11pm and then go back to bed because otherwise I screamed and panicked. What's funny is that I remember every day being nearly the same picture because what exactly does a 5 year old kid do that's exciting?
As if now I really want to look back at all that rubbish - what a waste of time! I'm surprised my parents didn't send me to see a shrink.
A childhood belief about i'm different
others believed things like this
- When I was little, I believed my parents really had eyes in the back of their head.— Tera
- I legitmately thought that my mom wouldnt be able to read my diary if I wrote it pig latin!— Ashley
- I used to believe that all my energy "came from my nipples and my back" I literally said that to my parents.— Eleanor R
- I really believed, underneath her hair, my mom had an eye in the back of her head.— Jessica
- i believed there were little men in my etch a sketch that did the drawing— now a mom
- I used to think I could sneak up on my reflection and catch myself not looking back at me.— Mary Poppins