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Backstory + ANNOUNCEMENT

Hi guys. So I've noticed that a lot of my real life and online friends who have done the #Positivity Tag, have included their background and how positive thinking and positivity as a whole has helped them out.

So I decided to post my own!!!

Read on, if you want to know about the true impact of positivity in my life!

(THERE IS AN ANNOUNCEMENT AT THE END OF THE CHAPTER!!! STICK AROUND FOR IT!!!)

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So basically, I am a child privileged to have grown up in a pretty happy childhood.
(By "childhood" here, I mean from the ages of two to eight years old)
I was a really happy kid; bubbly and naïve and jumpy and loud and so so so SO SO talkative (even more than I am now), and my parents were pretty chill with me and my brother was a great little kid who was slightly over-obsessed with snakes and sharks and growling at people (Don't be weirded out, Balto the dog-wolf was his favourite movie ashen he was younger).
Just to add up to my childhood, I was born and lived in Sri Lanka until I was six and a half. Then I moved to Australia for two years, so that my father can complete his PostGraduate.

When I lived in Sri Lanka before the move, I was a pretty happy kid. Mind you, I was whiny and annoying and a HUUUUUGE crybaby - like seriously, I cried over anything and everything. But my childhood wasn't deprived of any joy or restricted in any sort of way.

And then in Australia also, my life couldn't have been better. I made a ton of friends on the very first day and I learnt interesting things and I got into the long jump and TBall events at school and I made the best friend I have ever had.

(No offence intended to my current besties, Aviana_Kaider, Miyuki_Sakurai, ETERNAL_VOODOO_DOLL.)

But yeah, I don't think I've connected with anyone more than I did with her - it was like she and I were the same person in two different bodies. We were seriously attached to each other. (I still miss you so much, Li Li)

That's why everything started falling apart after we had this huge serious fight. I dont even remember what we fought about anymors but we fought about it so much, until we just completely broke off. I felt so alone - as everyone knows, when a 7-year-old loses her best friend, it's pretty much the end of the world.
Just a few weeks later, she moved cities, and I had loads of other friends but it never really was the same without her.

A few months later, I went back to Sri Lanka, which was a challenge in itself, coz in my time in Australia, I had forgotten how to speak my country's native language (I understood it, but I couldn't speak it). Luckily, I was put in an English-medium class, but I slowly became a little more closed off, coz I was afraid that if all my friends started talking in that language, that I'd either be left out or made fun of.

To add to that, my parents suddenly flipped a switch and became the pushiest people ever. They didn't care whether I was new to the country or not; they expected me to get the hang of everything, and pass my exams with all A's (they wanted me to get for all subjects above 90%) and get a ranking in the class. It was so stressful, but I was so scared of my parents' new transformation that I worked hard and got all A's.
Apart from that, my little brother also turned into this mean bully due to some of his "friends" at school, and I've never got back the little kid who used to beg me to play pretend games with him or steal chocolate with him. *sigh* I really do miss the old version of my little brother.

Come 5th grade, I got a new best friend (hey bae, I know you're reading this) who was AMAZING - speaking in the mind of my ten-year-old self - and she and I stuck together for three years. She actually kept me going through my parents only-ever-increasing demandingness, and through school work, and games and stuff, for the first two years.