Yep, Zoltar Hates Me

Okay so the folks over at WordPress came up with this Daily Prompt — Zoltar’s Revenge.

In a reversal of Big, the Tom Hanks classic from the 80s, your adult self is suddenly locked in the body of a 12-year-old kid. How do you survive your first day back in school?

My first thought was pretty violent (i.e. shoot myself). I wasn’t super fond of that time in my life for lots of reasons.

However, when I think back on it all of those reasons and the people made me into the person I am today. Having to go back and forth to the hospital, making grown up decisions about my health care, the doctors and nurses, respiratory therapists. I’m a strong, ambitious, fiercely competitive, independent, no nonsense kind of person. 

Now, why would my first thought be to shoot myself? I wasn’t bullied nor was I a bully. I was moderately popular. I had friends that looked out for me. Often times I was the teacher’s pet. My home life was good. My parents gave me what I needed and a lot of what I wanted. And yes, I was spoiled.

Back then I felt like a square peg in a round hole. I really and truly didn’t care for my own age group. I was much more comfortable around adults. I couldn’t relate to a lot of things kids my own age were talking about or their experiences. But then again I couldn’t really relate to adult experiences either. And because of that I was pretty isolated. I felt trapped between two worlds and I didn’t belong to either of them.

But I learned how to survive in both worlds and I took the best of both worlds and violá, you’ve got the girl that stands before you today. A pretty well rounded and grounded person. Woot! Woot!

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