“During the spring semester of kindergarten, I was slashed in the face by a stranger in the alley behind my house. My scar was a miniature form of celebrity. Kids knew who I was because of it. Lots of people liked to claim they were there when it happened. I was there. I saw it. Crazy Mike did it! Adults were kind to me because of it. Aunts and family friends gave me Easter candy and oversize Hershey’s Kisses long after I was too old for presents. I was made to feel special. What should have shut me down and made me feel ‘less than’ ended up giving me an inflated sense of self. It wasn’t until years later, maybe not until I was writing this book, that I realized people weren’t making a fuss over me because I was some incredible beauty or genius; they were making a fuss over me to compensate for my being slashed. I accepted all the attention at face value and proceeded through life as if I really were extraordinary. I guess what I’m saying is, this is all a wonderful misunderstanding. And I shall keep these Golden Globes, every last one!”
-Bossypants by Tina Fey
Disclaimer: Tina Fey is not associated with ESTAS, this story is re-shared based on public information.