I have stuff I have to get off my mind. I need to type it out. You can ignore this thread. I'm doing this bc it will disappear anyway.
I have childhood onset bipolar disorder, aspergers syndrome, ADHD, general anxiety disorder, sensory integration (processing) disorder, and separation anxiety. All of them are diagnosed by a professional.
When I was a baby my grandma lit me on fire in my crib with a cigarette. She didn't want to go to jail so she told my mom that if she took me to the hospital she would lie and tell the cops my dad was molesting me and my siblings. I have a scar where my pajamas melted to my skin.
I remember when I got $500 dollars from my parents for my bday one year instead of $1,000. It was the worst. I know exactly what you're going through
Jonathan Long
Honestly this sounds like your living a sims game. where the player gave you the worse traits and made the over sims fuck your life up
Angel Wright
At least OP is not on probation for being black
John Myers
*you're
Cooper Morgan
>I have a scar where my pajamas melted to my skin. Pic with a time stamp and write the following ahjkgbi to prove or we don't believe you. Plus I'm really into scars it's hot.
Sebastian Morales
It doesn't even get to the main act yet where you are married with children and your mother in law sets fire to your baby daughter and you end up being framed for molesting her.
Ryder Mitchell
this is before schooling. I was a weird kid. I loved plants a lot. My grandma taught me to grow them, starting with orchids. I would sing to them and considered them my friends. there was a tree in my backyard that i would sit in while I sang to my cats when I felt bad. I had trouble speaking during this time, but the way I think hasn't changed much. I remember sensations well enough that i can recall the feeling of diapers and my grandma's bracelet on my hand. I remeber that stage where you drop things as a child and being frustrated that I would drop something if i didn't pay attention to it. My mother was kind and did many crafts with my siblings and I. She also cooked for us everyday. When I started going to school I hated it right away. I didn't like leaving home. In preschool I was bullied, but i didn't recognize that at the time and thought they were my friends. I would brush girls hair if they let me. THere was a blonde girl who always let me do it, and it developed a fondness for blondes later in life. I was a gifted child. By the time elementary school came around I was thinking about abstract concepts like time travel, though poorly. I would say it's not possible because you can't send a time machine to a point where it didn't exist. This was my first great passion. I moved onto the desire to bring back trilobites when i went to elementary school. I wanted to make a machine that took horshoe crab dna and backtraced it based on a standard rate of mutation . I realize thjat would work now.
Cooper Lopez
22, white
Cameron Turner
This totally sounds like one of the diaries you find in a indie horror game lmao
Nicholas Myers
I mean I heard they are gonna bring mammoths back or some shit from a corpse they found in siberia
Ryan Hall
You aren't a product of your past. Grow up.
John Gray
When i got to elementary school I became violent. I would throw tantrums all the time and I even beat my siblings with sticks. I slammed my bedroom door to get mcdonalds, my grandpa removed it. I still don't have one. At the same time I had a great love for animals and plants. On the playground I would push children out of the way to stop them from stepping on bugs and tend to a bug garden I made. Ironically, I also stomped on a beehive once. I refused to work at all and got held back in kindergarten. My sister ended up in the same grade as me bc of this and I came to resent her. She was always a know it all and did what she was told. During this time I would steal bleach and matches to see how they effected things. I picked up random obsessions like insects, pottery and such, but quickly abandoned them. To elaborate on the violence, I would run across the school and hop the fence. I gave a janitor a hernia when he tried to take me out of the sandbox. i threw chairs at teachers. I was smart enough to ger out of every punishment. If they held me from lunch, I would bite my arm. When I didn't do homework they took 15min of recess, so I never did it. I they put me in time out, I made dash for it.
Adrian Hall
how the fuck do you remember so much from when you were a toddler it doesnt make sense
Jaxon Wright
Hmm, maybe a lie?
Jeremiah Adams
Hey OP is this a larp, come on man is everything on 4chin a larp nowdays
Gabriel Davis
I loved plants so much I couldn't even kill weeds. I came home one day to find the tree I sang in cut down. My grandma did it bc she hated it. She also sold the cactus collection my granpa loved. I cried for hours. My mother became increasingly stressed as I deteriated further. I pulled the fire alarm to feel the texture of the switch and laughed at the teachers that pushed children to the ground. Eventually I grabbed a pillow and spent everyday sleeping the front office. To be clear, I loved learning, but hated school. I read a lot, but only non-fiction and field guides. When I got to college later in life I passed a class with a B based on stuff I read when i was in elementary school. It was and oceanography class. I was assigned a personal aid I called my secratary. They also tried to give me an IQ test, but I refused saying I quote, "Your trying to stick me with a number that you'll use to judge me my whole life." I agreed to a divergent thinking test. THe procter said I was off the charts. In 3rd grade some councilers came from the district to, "help". I was taken to a back room where they wanted me to color. I refused. They forced my hand to color, so I spit on them. They stuffed my mouth with tissues and tied me to the chair. I screamed loud enough to give the kids nearby nightmares. The people were fired, but my mother didn't press charges bc they had an innocent scapegoat prepared.
My family is roman orthodox catholic. They sent me to god school, but I hated it. I would argue with the teachers all the time and said it was stupid to give god credit for the invention of sidewalks. The teacher said it wouldn't be possible without what god provided. I said we thought of it. I would pretend to read the bible during mass, but make up bionicle stories instead. My mom started taking me for walks out to calm me down, but i still hated church so I decieded to scare the teacher. I drew a pic of the church burning down, and was told to leave. my godmother took care of a preist there so i still came back, just not to god school.
Jayden Barnes
I went to a religious school too! so much fun! everything meant going to hell and shit
From before school to the end of elementary I had night terrors every night. I would dream of the clown from it eating me from the feet up. Of demons in the throats of dinosaurs. Often, it was aliens though. Greys. They would look at me, and I enjoyed time with them, but the dreams of them are almost all forggotton. When people asked me about them I would say they are very serious. THey think learning is fun, but they don't have any games. I had one dream that filled me with so much terror that I couldn't look at a pic of one or think about them too long. I was in my mom's bed, which was strange bc I normally slept in the pile of garbage next to it, and there was an alien at the foot of the bed. I was splayed like a cross and forced to look in its eyes. I couldn't move or blink. I had taught myself lucid dreaming to escape nightmares, so I tried every technique to wake up they failed. I passed out looking into its eyes. I should also mention that I think these were just dreams, and that I used to pray for a friend from the sky bc I was so lonely.
Thomas Allen
>how the fuck do you remember so much from when you were a toddler it doesnt make sense Not recognizing a larper Imbecile
I know user, but OPs bullshit is at least funnier to read than 80% of the shit in Cred Forums today
Thomas Smith
When my mother pulled me from school things got better. She put me in a charter with less than 100 kids and built it up. I exceled with a better IEP and even took bio two years early. THey also let me take it multiple time more than normal bc i was autistic. My father was still alright during this time, but the family business was doing poorly. Our family of five had to live off 32,000 a year on the worst years. Overall though, I did somewhat well. Then I decided to fuck it up and stop working. I stopped doing anything again. My mom had to write for me bc my hands were litterally so weak from disuse that I got carpel tunnel from writing. I had trouble lifting grocery bags. All I ate was corndogs, chicken nuggets, and a shit ton of salt. I would poor salt on my hand and eat it. My room was covered in seven inches of garbage. There was mold in it and you coudn't see the floor. It was like this for years prior too. Out familyroom, pantry, and my sisters room had garbage to the roof. The house was cleaned several times, but always ended back to where it was. My cousin came to stay with us bc my granpa died. He tortured me and made me cry everyday. I loved him so much, but he hated me. My brother always sided with him.
I forgot to mention that during middle school I became obsessed with the giant squid and drafted poor designs for ships to catch one. I figured out they were probably in greenland based on the habits of the collosal squid. Year later they found a breeding ground there offshore. I also forgot to mention that my mother would put hotsuace on my tongue as a child, my grandmother would chase me with a devil mask, and dump cold water on my face when i cried.
Anyway, my cousin was a manipulative 30yr old man that lived with his mother. He as a NEET, but I loved him.
James Green
I locked myself in my room. Obviously, not literally bc I didn't have a door, but I didn't leave unless my family forced me. They rarely could. I slept all day and stayed up all night. My mother had to beg me to write my name on old school work. My only goal in life was to have enough manga to read so that I could spend every waking moment doing it. I started to realize I couldn't do this forever and considered killing myself, but I was too scared. I began masturbating everynight, and lost track after 2 years straight. Amazingly, I couldn't keep track of what grade i was in during the time tho. I broke my dick fucking a couch with a rubber glove and some vaseline. It snapped to the left a bit and there was blood, but I didn't want to tell my mom for obvious reasons. It healed, but it's crooked now. My father thought I was an animal now. He treated me like shit. Once I argued with my sister and he ran up to me and pushed me bc he thought I was going to attack her. I was not. I became obsessed with my sister and tried to get pictures of her naked. I started putting my kindle in her room with recording apps. I said it was to test outlet charge rates. I would sneak into the front yard and try to snap from the window. It never worked. I got one image of her vagina, but I was so stupid I though it was her elbow pressed together an deleted it. i confessed my love to her on 4th of july. It failed, thank god. I don't have those feelings anymore, but I still look at incest porn. I hate myself for it tho.
Justin Sanchez
I got into new age spiritualism and it changed my life. Specifically this guy thiaoouba.com/seeau.htm I decided I needed to make a change. I couldn't convince others to love me. I needed to show them I was someone new. I started taking school serously. I gave up every hobby excep manga, but I gave up most of it. I spent every day cleaning, working, and excercising. that's it. I thought i could take a break when i was dead. I meditated all the time, and worked to show my family I was diffrent. I repaired my relationship with my mother and brother. My father became an acholic though and choked me out the same night my sister was going to hawaii, but hey, life sucks. I pulled a 4.0 in my last year of hs. I was so proud of myself I fell over. Before I made this change I would break down into tears just by entering a class room from anxiety. Now, I could speak like a normal autistic idiot instead of a sobbing autistic idiot. When I got to collage I was obviously unprepared, but I fought through it. So far I've gotton 2 Bs and the rest are As. I joined cross country, though I sucked dick. I learned social skills, and now I can talk to anyone. I started landscaping and fixed up my front yard. I redeemed myself in my godmother's eyes, tho she's sad I'm not relgious still. Eventually, I gave up the hippie stuff, but it helped me a lot. I guess the reason I'm typing this is bc sometimes I forget that I'm a better person than I was now. I've been in cc for 4yrs, but hey, I'm rather successful for someone that fucked up so bad so often. I'm neurotic as hell tho. This all started bc I fucked up a historic fact today and decied i was shit.
Chase Ward
I don't know where I'm going, but I'm not going back to where I was. I want to be an even better person. I want to help other people. I'm only smart in weird ways, but I'll try. If anyone found this enjoyable, that makes me happy. If you think it's a larp, that's fine too. It's not like I could prove it anyway. To anyone that may be going through something similar, sometimes you have to move before you think you can get anywhere. Life is hard, but it's worth living. I love you all, and good night.
user you have a storm inside your head and Im not gonna pretend I understood what the fuck you were talking about 70% of the time but you sure have an unique way to process information and see the world which is why I will insist again. WRITE A FUCKING NOVEL with all these thing you are talking about, it would be interesting to read
Jonathan Gray
I'm writing a fantasy novel right now actually. After that will be a scif, then and alternate history/conspiracy novel. I don't want to post the pen name I'm going to use bc I want to be able to say this thread was bullshit for obvious reasons, but I'll say the name of the series. They're all set in the same universe. Broken Skies, Ascension, Chronicles of Atlas.
I'll write a book on philosophy later in life, and maybe a biography minus the sister stuff when my mom dies. I don't want to hurt her.
Ethan Peterson
Sounds cool user. Im glad you are white too. Im rooting for you, good luck!
Aiden Allen
Got damn OP you are a whole mixed bag of nuts
Jace Powell
I was going to go to bed, but I have one more thing I want to get off my chest. No one cares when I talk about it, so why not. I've taught myself a bunch of weird ways of thinking, and controlled hallucinations. I can touch two different surfaces and combine the sensations on one hand. I can remember four different visual scenes at once by imagining a cross in my mind. I can remember the sensation of my body placement so well that I can create the sensation of multiple limbs or change the size of mine mentally. I can walk with my eyes closed just with memory. I can think multiple words at the exact same time. I can change the color of my vision when I close my eyes. I can look through a fence as I pass it an create an image of the other side from memory. Ii can weaken my sense of taste at will. I can create a 360 view around me using memory too. Anyway, that's it. I don't think I can say anything as interesting.
Jacob Long
Everything you said is normal. You don't have superhuman abilities. "I can create a 360 view around me using memory too"? That's called using your fucking memory. Get the fuck outta here.
Leo Anderson
>All of them are diagnosed by a professional. the professional who had compulsive disorder to diagnose people with the most retarded shit , just for giggles.
