Hey Learning, I loved Chef Boyardee Ravioli or anyone's Ravioli. My best was a cheeseburger, fries and a vanilla coke.
.... The only stupid thing about the picture is Iím smiling like my life is awesome, when itís not. Iíve always felt angry about everyone else around me, like why did they not see something was wrong, why did no one do anything? But when I looked at this picture I thought, how could they know? There is nothing to see. When I think about age 11, I think I was this really horrible obnoxious brat. I got kicked out of school at that age so I guess I expected myself to look like some evil kid in the picture. I just look like a nice ordinary kid. After reading this thread I really wanted to add my picture here.
What's wrong with a picture that has smiling? It's better than the other ones you were thinking of. I have other pictures of me like the other ones your thinking of. I like the cropped version of my avatar. It shows me looking happy, I don't know if I was or not at the time, and my best friend's head on my shoulder. I was 12 he was 10-1/2. This was the first photo shoot with him when I started getting pimped I think my friend was 9 when he started being pimped. It looks normal but we sit there with no cloths or bathing suits on. So pictures can be deceiving. but the picture has to give us hope and not dispare.
When I look at a picture like Todd's why shouldn't he show that one. It's what he should have been even though he was being abused at the time very viciously. All the pictures shown here on MS look like regular kids without a care in the world and not to remind us of the porn. I think that's were we want to be and not like the other pictures that you said were not you. The picture of most of us here on MS are not happy at the time those pictures were taken but they all look like normal kids.
....It was less than 10 years ago that stuff happened to me. The pictures from then are probably still circulating. I want to get rid of the thought that every time some sick person looks at those pictures I am being re-abused, because thatís not really true. The kid in those pictures was not really truly me. It was all acting. I donít know if I can explain properly... but I donít want pictures of me as a real kid having just been ice skating to have anything to do with those other pictures. I'm not sure if that makes any sense to anyone except me.
I don't think that you should feel like you're being re-abused. of course those pictures of you are still on the net. Thousands of pictures were taken of me and for all I know they're all there on the net. You can find them (not the raunchy ones) in a simple google search. I must have had at least 200 videos (in those days they were 8 and 16 mm film) of me taken over the years. I only saw one and that was the week after it was made and I will never forget that movie.
Your thinking makes a lot of sense to me, I know exactly where you're coming from.
....shows a kid eating Chef Boyardee Ravioli. That's funny for me, because there is some nostalgia there, but it is also a reminder of normal moments.
We all had normal moments even when we were being abused. Those are the moments we should dwell on not the ones on some russian or ukrainian server.
We all had bad things happen to us and we can't change it - it happened. But with the correct avatar we can strive to be and feel like aa normal person again.
...I guess to me, posting that picture gives me back a sense of control. I cannot control any other pics of me that are out there, but I can get one out there that is at least a halfway decent photo. And a picture that at least has all my clothes on. And it just happened to coincide with some recent work with little Todd that I have been doing. To me right now, it feels like a big middle finger to all the bastards that hurt me. Who knows how I'll feel next week.
This statement, I think, sums up the reason we should post the best pictures we can. And who knows, maybe next week we'll feel even better looking at the kid we should have been. Peace, Rainbows, Love & HealingJeff