The One's Who Were Mean

I Was Told I Had Brain Damage. I Always Knew It Was An Unfair Label. Now I Have A Clearer Understanding Of What's Wrong And I Feel Relieved And A Bit More Relaxed About Myself.

When You're A Child, Grownups Always Tell You That "sticks And Stones Will Break Your Bones, But Words Will Never Hurt You". They Say It As If It's A Kind Of Spell That's Going To Protect You. I've Never Seen The Logic Of It. Cuts And Bruises Quickly Disappear. You Forget All About Them. The Psychological Wounds Inflicted By Bullies With Words Go Much Deeper.

I Was Slightly Brain Damaged At Birth, And I Want People Like Me To See That They Shouldn't Let A Disability Get In The Way. I Want To Raise Awareness - I Want To Turn My Disability Into Ability.

It Was My Mum Who Got Me Into Singing Properly - She Knew I Had To Do Something With My Voice Because She Knew I Was Talented. She Was The One Who Pushed Me Into Joining A Choir All Those Years Ago, When I Was About 12. I Remember She Told Me To Start With The Choir And Just See Where It Took Me.

For Now I'm Happy The Way I Am – Short And Plump. I Would Not Go In For Botox Or Anything Like That. I'm Content With The Way I Look. What's Wrong With Looking Like Susan Boyle? What's The Matter With That?