I'm currently eating a burrito and just had an epiphany, I love you, guys. But, what better time eat and talk to you, and know you fags will never get to meet me, except Turkey, than to talk about our feelings and whatnot.

So, let's start off when I was born. This, thus is the story of why I'm like this way. Introverted, anti social (for the most part), etc.

Ah, yes, before I was born, my parents got into a small-ish car accident. I was still developing, and the impact of the crash moved me in the womb, which fucked up my ear. When born, my ear wasn't fully developed, it looked like it was permanently folded over and the kids in the really low grades would ask questions. As a K-2 kid, this made me feel uncomfortable about myself, killing my self esteem, I was basically different (I thought this) for until junior year of high school. Luckily, my parent paid for 10+ surgeries to reconstruct my ear, almost every year until I was a teen. Even then, I felt out of place, I stayed isolated, had some friends, nothing bad or anything. I mean, yea, I'd almost cry when being asked about my ear, because, hell, I don't fucking know why it happened specifically. Thinking about this, I lost faith in my religion (not that I had much to begin with, just never cared).

From the behaviors, I developed shyness early on, hard to talk to others, staying out the loop a bunch. Girls I liked, but never asked out (but, they were older, didn't like that).

Fast forward to late high school to now, I've made a huge improvement on myself. I feel more confident, but I'm still socially incompetent overall. I'm mildly depressed, but I do think that'll change soon. You guys are a bit helpful, being fun and stuff to talk to.

I guess this can be an AMA about my life and self, share your stories if you'd like.

Love you all.

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Thinking about this, I lost faith in my religion (not that I had much to begin with, just never cared).

More proof that atheism arises from depression rather than logical deduction as they tend to claim.

GET THIS SHITTY BAIT OUT OF MY THREAD.

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Thinking about this, I lost faith in my religion (not that I had much to begin with, just never cared).

More proof that atheism arises from depression rather than logical deduction as they tend to claim.

I've only seen like three of this guy's posts and I love him

He's like an inverted Verb

Quote from: Dustin' on February 12, 2015, 07:09:34 PM

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Thinking about this, I lost faith in my religion (not that I had much to begin with, just never cared).

More proof that atheism arises from depression rather than logical deduction as they tend to claim.

I've only seen like three of this guy's posts and I love him

He's like an inverted Verb

He's just a worn out troll.

Cool.

Quote from: Cindy on February 12, 2015, 07:12:25 PM

Quote from: Dustin' on February 12, 2015, 07:09:34 PM

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Thinking about this, I lost faith in my religion (not that I had much to begin with, just never cared).

More proof that atheism arises from depression rather than logical deduction as they tend to claim.

I've only seen like three of this guy's posts and I love him

He's like an inverted Verb

He's just a worn out troll.

I like how everyone says he's worn out and doesn't accomplish anything anymore, but he still does.

I was born

i did things

did some more things

am here now

Yeah, no. Personal things are personal for a reason, and I know what you fucking assholes are like when people get personal here.

I used to be very social as a young child.
Then in the fifth grade my parents split. I kinda became a social recluse and just generally wasn't a happy person. There was never any striking, but there was lots of fighting between them during the divorce. Lots of fighting. That's most of what I remember about it. It's hard to fall asleep when people are shouting over who keeps what, or blaming each other for breaking something.
Anyway, my social withdrawal caused me to miss out on a lot of things. I had no friends. I developed no social skills. I could hardly talk to a girl between my own awkwardness and a few mother issues that I think I have worked out now. That stuck with me throughout the entirety of school, and even today I'm horrible at carrying a conversation, relying mostly on the other person/people to keep it going. It's led to some very awkward attempts at finding friends and a few horrendous dating attempts. I still have horrible levels of self confidence and question everything I do out of fear of making a fool of myself.
So here I sit, on a Thursday night, the internet my only social interaction as I try a few new drink mixes in preparation for some rare plans on Saturday.

Jim Beam makes an apple infused bourbon now. It goes very well with a little Fireball.

I used to be very social as a young child.
Then in the fifth grade my parents split. I kinda became a social recluse and just generally wasn't a happy person. There was never any striking, but there was lots of fighting between them during the divorce. Lots of fighting. That's most of what I remember about it. It's hard to fall asleep when people are shouting over who keeps what, or blaming each other for breaking something.
Anyway, my social withdrawal caused me to miss out on a lot of things. I had no friends. I developed no social skills. I could hardly talk to a girl between my own awkwardness and a few mother issues that I think I have worked out now. That stuck with me throughout the entirety of school, and even today I'm horrible at carrying a conversation, relying mostly on the other person/people to keep it going. It's led to some very awkward attempts at finding friends and a few horrendous dating attempts. I still have horrible levels of self confidence and question everything I do out of fear of making a fool of myself.
So here I sit, on a Thursday night, the internet my only social interaction as I try a few new drink mixes in preparation for some rare plans on Saturday.

Jim Beam makes an apple infused bourbon now. It goes very well with a little Fireball.

I'm with you on the social problems

I used to be very social as a young child.
Then in the fifth grade my parents split. I kinda became a social recluse and just generally wasn't a happy person. There was never any striking, but there was lots of fighting between them during the divorce. Lots of fighting. That's most of what I remember about it. It's hard to fall asleep when people are shouting over who keeps what, or blaming each other for breaking something.
Anyway, my social withdrawal caused me to miss out on a lot of things. I had no friends. I developed no social skills. I could hardly talk to a girl between my own awkwardness and a few mother issues that I think I have worked out now. That stuck with me throughout the entirety of school, and even today I'm horrible at carrying a conversation, relying mostly on the other person/people to keep it going. It's led to some very awkward attempts at finding friends and a few horrendous dating attempts. I still have horrible levels of self confidence and question everything I do out of fear of making a fool of myself.
So here I sit, on a Thursday night, the internet my only social interaction as I try a few new drink mixes in preparation for some rare plans on Saturday.

Jim Beam makes an apple infused bourbon now. It goes very well with a little Fireball.

das, i know a way you can get over your social anxiety

if you ever feel you're screwing up a conversation with a new person, just start speaking german

they won't understand you so you can't embarrass yourself with words and you'll seem more exotic

None of you pecker fuckers need to know my life story.

Personal how?
Whatcha wanna know?

Nigga I don't know, whatever you want it to be.

Quote from: Assassin 11D7 on February 12, 2015, 07:43:34 PM

Quote from: Deci on February 12, 2015, 07:41:34 PM

None of you pecker fuckers need to know my life story.

Your name and life don't matter, what matters is what you're about to do. Got it.

I thought I muted you.

Or was that Challenger? Shit I'm forgetting things.

Well, that's rude. I'm not nearly as much of a fgt as challenger.