Hey – I am a 34 y/o male who lives in Toronto, Canada. I will endeavor to write an autobiography on here of sorts. I guess I’ll start with before Kindergarten.
Prior to Kindergarten I lived in a single detached, two storey house in the suburbs. I had a babysitter who was this Scottish woman. Whenever I’d go to her house, she’d neglect me and tell me to just ‘play in the backyard’ by myself. It was lonely. One day I was sick and tired of being so neglected that I escaped from the backyard and walked home. It wasn’t far. It made my mom upset, but I think I remember it made her laugh, too.
i remember getting a stuffed toy lion when I was 4.