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ScaredPossum

ScaredPossum

Member
May 6, 2026
30
My childhood was alot. On one hand, I can fish out some good memories to look back on. But on another hand, my childhood revolved around high expectations, being outcasted, and feeling immensely lonely. My parents were really cold and emotionally distant with me growing up, and I hardly remember a moment they weren't screaming and fighting with each other. Some days, I was a family therapist for them, and other days I was a verbal punching bag to take their anger out on. I don't think I really felt wanted until I was in high school when I had a legitimate friend group. Tbh, I spent so much of my childhood hiding from people.

There's also some disturbing memories, like how my parents forced me to chop slabs of sink ceramic with my bare hands because I wasn't working hard enough on one of my extracurriculars, or how they tried to interrogate me into "confessing I was gay" and left me crying in the backyard for a few hours before letting me back in. In hindsight, VERY problematic.

I mean to their credit.. I am gay -bi, to be specific. So, their hunch was right ig lol
Leaving me out in the cold can't change that.
 
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SmigSauer

SmigSauer

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Feb 18, 2026
19
Even as a child, I was a constant worrier and felt acutely different from everyone else. I did my best to fit in and succeeded, but being fake weighed on me and now I no longer care about interacting with people at all. I had a lot of problems with school because I found it boring, which my mother used as an excuse to send me into a million after-school programs for "gifted" kids. I hated them all.

Nothing much has changed actually. I walked on eggshells back then and I do the same now.
 

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