Ah this is going to be a hard one. Of course I remember all the awful things people said to me that was about me; but why would I put that? Lol.
Probably my Pap, telling me every day since I was a kid how beautiful of a lady I am, how I could achieve anything I want because I’m so smart. He never sees the bad in me, even on my bad days. I know if I need a little pick me up, I go see my Pap.