Sunday Poser #25

Today’s question: Are you easily embarrassed and what embarrasses you?

Throughout my youth the answer to the first portion of the posed question

was a definite ‘yes’.

As a child of an alcoholic father and a mother who suffered from the

undiagnosed mental disorder ‘agoraphobia’ I always felt like I wasn’t

good enough especially throughout my high school years.

Although an honor roll student, some friends’ parents frowned on

their child hanging out with me.

Interesting how adults can be so cruel to children.

Here I was a victim of society, wearing hand-me down clothes and

sadly placed in an unwanted category due to circumstances I didn’t

create, circumstances totally beyond any teenager’s control.

To the snobbish parents it didn’t matter that I was an honor-roll student

because after all their daughter was the head cheerleader.

Life isn’t always fair for certain – a lesson I learned early-on.

I vowed ‘never’ to repeat that pattern with my own family and I kept

that promise.

My youngest daughter was a member of the cheering squad at

the vocational high school she attended and head cheerleader

during her senior year.

All her friends, even some of different color, were welcome in my

home.

I never wanted any child to feel the wrath of embarrassment

bestowed upon me during my youth.

Clothes don’t make a person and today I dress according to how

I feel.

If I should decide to head out to the supermarket wearing my

jogging pants and a sweatshirt with no makeup and run into an

old acquaintance I don’t feel an iota of embarrassment.

To me a person’s clothing is not of the utmost importance anyway.

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