The Stories We Tell Ourselves
The Stories We Tell Ourselves - Emotional Regulation My first grade year was the first time in my life I felt understood. I loved everything about school. The snacks, the smell of mimeographed worksheets, learning how to read and write, the playground, and most of all, I loved my teacher Mrs. King. She was the first adult I ever met who loved me back. As the school year drew to a close, I overheard my parents talking in the den. “I can’t stand the other second-grade teachers,” my mother...