On Foibles/Flaws

[sakon76]

Our in-class writing assignment tonight was to write about something that traumatized us.

. . .

This is where I ran into a problem. Two problems, actually, but let's deal with one at a time.

The relevant problem is that to my recollection I've never been traumatized. Upset, yes (things like the death of a grandparent or pet). Stressed to the point of tears, yes. Scared by a movie or TV show or comic book, yes. But traumatized? Never.

So I had nothing to write about and had to explain that when the time came for me to read my bit out. Compared to my classmates (death of parent, home invasion, seeing planes colliding mid-air, nearly being in a traffic accident, watching a family member be in a traffic accident...) I got nada.

The less relevant problem is that I can't/won't write about myself for a writing assignment. Completely hypocritical, Wonderful Husband pointed out, given that I have this blog, but being assigned to write about myself puts my back up. My life is private and none of my teachers' or classmates' goddamn business. Probably related to why I go by "Kris" at work or with strangers; people who are not family or friends don't get my full name.

Wonderful Husband thinks I should work past these foibles. I am currently not inclined enough to bother.

Comments

[camwyn]

Hey, next time something like this happens, I'll sell you one of my traumas if you want?

[meallanmouse.livejournal.com]

Actually, I'd also refuse to write about something of the sort for class - invasion of privacy is the first thing that came to mind when I read the first line of your post...

[socialninja.livejournal.com]

So I steal traumas.

Or other life experiences that I never felt myself.

I mean heck, it's fiction, right?

[yuusada.livejournal.com]

You're clearly suppressing your con attendance memories.