Lately I’ve been wondering why I am so afraid to take the plunge into a different life (here and here). I think it all started at the library. When I was a kid, my mother used to bring my 2 older sisters and I to the city’s library on a regular basis. There, we would check-out books and games. I loved going to the library and I always brought home more books than I could read. One time, I must have been 5 or 6, my sisters and I were in there, checking out books. Roaming around, I decide to step over to a new section. Suddenly, my sister K tells me that I can’t go over to that section (for kids 8 and up) because I am too young and I have to stay in the baby section. The 8+ section is forbidden to me. Now I know it was just some childish ranting, and I’m sure my sister didn’t mean to hurt me, but what she told me really got ingrained in my brain. You’d think I would have rebelled against her, but I’ve always been shy. My sister K, 2 years my elder, was also my “favorite sister”. We were best friends, we were ALWAYS together. We even made plans to break down the wall separating our 2 bedrooms so we could share one big room (which, for obvious reasons, never happened). She was my idol, […]