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Who did you become Annika?

Like everyone my childhood shaped who I became, but I just can’t remember it.
My adult years started at aged nine, helping in my families business, or raising my endless supply of siblings and cousins that seemed to live with us. I was the eldest.
I modelled my adult self on Mrs Brady from the Brady Bunch, she never got flustered, the children always responded courteously to her, and she lived in a lovely home with Alice her maid.
I knew right from wrong from Mrs Brady, I don’t wish to sound like a victim or a spoiled child but my parents were simply incapable of parenting. We all have our strengths and weaknesses, in my dad’s case he is very charismatic and taught me the value of money. My mother was a hard worker and extremely resilient, she taught me to fear Karma. Those good traits have stuck to me like glue, but they are the only lessens I choose to take from my parents. All the other good qualities that I exude come firmly from Mr & Mrs Brady and the ten thousand tears I shed.
Every time someone hurt me I would tell myself, I never want to be like this asshole hurting people, I wanted admiration, approval, respect and most of all love. By my simplistic observation, the way to go about obtaining those things was just to be a good person, so I set out to be a person that at least I could be proud of.
I am happy to say that I achieved that goal. I am proud of my life’s work, I made the most of a poor start.I survived and thrived in the face of adversity.
Today I am a much loved mother and an adored wife. I am a highly successful, proffessional who is respected by her peers, in an industry dedicated to improving the live of those less fortunate than ourselves.
I just couldn’t be more proud of who I am.

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