It has been a while since I didn’t story time so today I decided to do one that a little touchy framing. As you can see by the title I’m going to be telling the story about how one time my teacher almost made me cry and by almost I mean literally, I cried so much. Let’s get started
I was in 5th grade at the time. Around the third grade, we found out about my dyslexia and I was struggling in math and raining so much. By the 5th grade, the reading had gotten better but the math had got worse. And so I was in tutoring a lot. The math one was always on Monday so I would always forget to tell my mom to come to pick me up after it because I wouldn’t remember that on the weekend. So I never really ever went to it. But this one Monday my mom had a conference in the early morning when she dropped me off with my teachers. I never thought about them telling my mom that morning so I just didn’t go to it because I didn’t have a ride home. When classes are over they first called buses and my teacher went up to me and he said that you will not be taking the bus today and that was wried for him to say to me I thought he made a mistake or got me confused, or something because I never took the bus my mother came and pick me up on the car ride line so when he said that to me I just said okay and I waited for them to call the car ride people out there and then I walked out and got to my mother’s car and went home. The end of the night my mom asked me why I didn’t go to tutoring quickly made a lie and said it got canceled and in my head, I started thinking back maybe he was telling me that he told my mother about it. But still he said I wasn’t taking the bus today so it just I brushed it off and went on with my night is normal. The next morning I went into school all normal. He wasn’t my actual teacher he was like an intern to become a teacher so my real teacher she called me up and she was talking to me and she was said, you were supposed to be at tutoring and that I talk to your mother and I told her I’m sorry I didn’t know that you told my mom and so I was scared I didn’t have a ride and then the intern guy came over and started yelling at me and screaming how could you do that you didn’t listen to me you’re such a terrible person that is the most ridiculous thing to do should know better. He kept yelling at me as if it’s something totally wrong. I was trying to tell him you said I wasn’t taking the bus, he said don’t put words in my mouth don’t be like that don’t talk back to me. Who the fuck Do You Think You Are yelling at me in front of everybody? I started sobbing because you know at the time I didn’t know about my anxiety and so I was just trying to stop and saw him and my teacher told me to go to the bathroom dry my eyes and Come Back In. I just felt so embarrassed and so bad about myself and I was blaming myself. But the thing is he had no right to yell at me like that. I understand that if I did something wrong this is more of a misunderstanding than anything. And I hope he learned from that nothing happened to him as for consequences for the way he treated me but it was such a shitty feeling. I never went home and told my mother about it because I don’t know. I just knew from that point forward but I would never yell at someone like that like it was awful.
Well I hope you guys enjoyed the story time. Let me know in the comments did you ever have a bad teacher? As I was going to say thank you for everything you do, I love you guys so much, and I’ll see you in the next post!
2 years ago today at 5 p.m. I made a decision that would change my life for the better. I always wanted a Blog and tried starting one many times but I couldn’t make that jump. Sharing my feelings were hard and even admitting my feelings to myself was tough. So I never thought in a million of years I would put my feelings out on the internet for anyone to read. That day two years ago I just did it on a whim. Spend hours making a domain name.
Fun fact my first-ever domain was on bloggers and it would be called brutally honest.
But today I could say it led me to an amazing career. I’m just starting out my career and it will take some time until I get it to where I can say I’m a full-time blogger and this is my job. In the past 2 years, I have matured and I’ve seen growth and not only in myself but in my writing too. I’m beyond thankful for you guys. Because of you, we are at 175 followers. That’s more than I could ever think I would have. I’ve met some amazing people online because of my blog. I’ve helped many people because of my block. And I’m only getting started. Now that all the sappy stuff is out of the way I thought it would be fun to kind of go through the tedious on my blog. From the very beginning and talk about the many changes that have had and some of my favorite posts, I’ve done in the two years.
Some Of My Favorite Posts:
My very first post on WordPress! (Here)
As cringy as it is, It’s crazy to see how far I have come and to see how my blog and my writing has come! Plus I talk about some stuff in my life that I still have trouble talking about!
Outfit playbook beach edition (Here)
The Photos are bad but This was the first time I wore a bikini and loved it! I know to own it and wear one all the time! I love my body and I love to show it off!
The F word! (Here)
This is probably one of my most fulling posts! A lot of people have reached out and said how it helps them with conferences and it really helped me open my eyes to see how a lot of people think fat is a bad word but it isn’t to me!
Let me know in the comments down below, What is your favorite post??
I couldn’t be where I am today if it wasn’t for you guys! I’m beyond grateful and I just love you guys so much! I couldn’t say thank you to guys enough! S thank you and here’s to many more years on Allison Velia!!!
I am finally getting around to writing this. I almost didn’t write this because I thought these posts were not entertaining to you guys but then I ended up deciding to do it because I love looking back on a post like this to see what I did and how it was feeling on this day. Let’s just jump into the story time on how my Christmas was.
Anxiety wasn’t too bad I had a few panic attacks but it was okay. Ended up waking up around 5 a.m and I had a lot to do. I was cleaning, I was wrapping presents, I was planning my outfit for later that day. Didn’t have much downtime. Around 10 a.m. I brought my dad and my little sister into our living room and we open gifts. I didn’t want anything for Christmas I wanted to give gifts instead so that’s what I did. Surprised my dad and my little sister was stuff and I used my Christmas gift from my friend which was an Amazon gift card to buy them gifts because I’m broke. And my dad couldn’t afford to get gifts this year so I decided to do that for him. After that, I had to start getting ready. My grandmother goes to church every year for Christmas and we always go with her. going to a different Church than usual. This one was amazing and I enjoyed it so much. The one thing I hated about my other church was there was a huge there was like 5,000 people there and for my social anxiety just wasn’t fun. Plus this church has kind of turned into more political views so we went to a different church. That’s when I was no more than 50 people plus the pastor was someone I knew. He was the pastor that did my moms funeral so I knew him! He was amazing. After that, we went over to my grandma’s house like they do every year and we had dinner and open gifts It’s just a super fun time with family as we played board games and watch movies. Didn’t get home until close to midnight. I didn’t go to bed until like 2 am.
I didn’t get up until like 9:30 in the morning. It was nice to sleep in for a little bit. When I woke up I had to get ready because this Christmas was a little bit different. We usually go to my grandma’s house open gifts eat breakfast and then just hang out. This year my sister’s boyfriend’s family was coming over and we were doing lunch at my grandmother’s house. I’ve met his family before at Thanksgiving and they’re so sweet and I just love them but I was scared I guess. I don’t do change very well especially with my anxiety and so I had a pressure of people coming over. When I got to the grandma’s house I helped with making lunch, cleaning, and dealing with my stressed out sister! Then I gave m sister and her boyfriend their gifts before everyone came! They loved it and I loved what they got me! Then it was time o eat. Once everyone showed up I started to get more and more anxious. But when we started eating I do what I always do when I get really anxious I just stared down at one thing and zone everyone out. That one thing being the food I was eating. After lunch, I started to feel better and we played board games and watch tv and then It was time to go home. I didn’t get home till about 5ish and I was so tired but I had a lot to do. Then around 9ish, I was out for the night!
I hope you guys enjoyed this post. I really like doing this because I like to look back on these to see what I did cuz changes every year. Let me know in the comments down below what you do for Christmas and if you don’t celebrate Christmas what you do that was exciting this week. As always guys thank you for everything you do, I love you so much, and I’ll see you in the next Year!