I have never shared any photos of me (well not my face anyway) and Amanda Green is my pen name, but I thought it was about time to put picture to story and share one of me when I was a baby. In this photo I was just eight months old. If you have read my memoirs then you will know an awful lot about my life and those close to me, but it’s something to add to the text.
Here’s an excerpt from ‘My Alien Self: My Journey Back to Me’ from that time…
‘I was born ten days early. It’s probably the first and last time I have been early for anything.
I was, apparently, beautiful but don’t the nurses always say that? Aren’t they supposed to say that?
My baby photos show such an innocent child, with big blue eyes set in my soft, round face. It’s hard to see that this tiny child would end up promiscuous, attention seeking and out of control.
I guess life moulds us all.
I remember the family home, growing up. We moved there when I was one, from a two-bed bungalow. We needed the space. You always needed space when there were six of you. Of course then I was just a bundle – what space did I need? So there were six of us: Mum, Dad and three brothers, Ian, David and Peter … seven, ten and twelve years older than me. I might have been one of six, but being the only girl, and so much younger, meant I often felt like an only child. What we all had in common was living in the shadow of mental illness. Not that I knew it then.’
The memoir is available on Amazon via the link on the right of this blog.