I cannot remember how many lunch/dinner breaks I've skipped; but, it was definitely more than both hands and feet worth. It started rather insidiously, too. More for protection from being harassed by the kids that didn't understand my flow (and I hadn't grown enough teflon body cover yet), I was happy to be Mrs. Conley's (the librarian)'s helper that whisked me away from cafeteria shenanigans. Did I miss anything? Absolutely. For while I was nutritionally well (lunch from home in a brown bag-too old for my Mary Poppins lunch box and thermos from elementary school), I missed the social wellness that only lunchtime verbal jabs could convey. D**nit if my mom didn't strongly encourage me to take lunch in the cafeteria, too, but I was convinced that at 12 years old, I knew how to handle my 6th grade social life and business affairs better than my mom, so I declined to hire her at that time. (=mistake)
Junior high school skipping lunch breaks then evolved into 9-10 and 11-12 sameness. Social wellness, confidence, and ability to discern bullsh***ers, a**holes, and manipulators/opportunists from a distance (aka emotional wellness) was subsequently delayed for 40 years. When I finally made the connection (about 10 minutes ago, lol) I looked for a rubber mallet to deliver a boink to my frontal bone. But then, I had to hit
'cause had my life and any of the choices I made or didn't make (or the ones made for me/with me) been different, then I would be ....well, not me!
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