Re-Branded “Influencer” in the 1970s May Have Killed Me at Punahou School in Honolulu, HI Also

Here’s why. Suddenly NO ONE was talking to me. I was allowed to speak, and it was a VERY ODD WAY TO BE being that young and not “influenced” by others even in daily life. It was so bad, I had to beg and plead to get directions to a bathroom for instance. I remember some adults NOT SPEAKING and just stepping out of the way forcing me to FIND THEM*. Knew something was GOING VERY WRONGLY. As a child I was not certain what it was.

*Guess what? I was in an ADULT office space. I discovered how short I was and how small because the signs on the doors were very high up and the doors very heavy. I had to wait for an adult to enter the bathroom so I could go in too.