Anxiety

In Kindergarten our handwriting teacher freaked out on me.

I was a Lefty and it was not okay.

She was not fucking around.

She screamed at me for a while.

Thank goodness that’s all she did.

I cannot write with my right hand, and I could tell she really wanted to mess up my left hand. I know people. I can do things with my right hand I can’t with my left hand.

IT’S NOT ENOUGH THAT I HAD TO LEARN HOW TO USE THAT BULLSHIT SHARPENER?! 

When the guy at the top of roll call gets verbally flayed in front of everyone because of “Jesus”(?) SUpRisE- only lefty in class. I don’t fucking know, she was swinging wide. She flat-out went on a sideways religious rant.

I am not evil you crazy heifer….I’m sorry Miss!

She was scary.

But a Bitch has good handwriting

What was I saying?

?

Oh!

If you’re freaking out,

Trying tugging on your earlobe,

One long tug, slow

🎶Don’t Hurt Yourself🎶

Whichever hand is dominant

No Judge Judys here.

Published by Chanzy

No One from Nowhere

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