What were you like as a child?

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it is, indeed. so you were serious? wow, i wonder what your dad had going through his head at the time!

She told me he said the hairs on the back of his neck stood up. Apparently I had seen the photo of the monk who died by self immolation to protest the Viet Nam War. I said I thought it would be best for everybody if I did this too. I don't remember it, but just goes to show you how far back your problems can go. But I'm better now.

that's what i would have done.....children say the darnest things....ha ha ha.

That's how I'm inappropriate usually-being too honest about myself. I'll shut up now.

i can be the same. i hate the silence when you realize what you said was wrong......*sigh*

I don't really see it as wrong-people can say anything to me-but maybe it's because of years of therapy-I agree though I would rather people tell me rather than give me the look or silence. Frankly I have a soap box to stand on. It is important to me to be honest and open about my depression and my alcoholism. I want people to know they don't have to feel ashamed about asking for help.

yeah, your right i suppose. but the fact that i made someone awkward still embarasses me. :/. i try to be honest. ive found over the years, i got a lot less honest though. . i lie about my intentions soooo much : (. makes me feel like s**t.
i'm sorry about your alcoholism and depression. i can relate to depression but not the former.

I'm OK-Taking meds and sober for almost 10 years-nice chatting with you-I have to go browbeat my son about his school project.

oh, that's really nice, though! it was nice chatting to you, too.

I was very quiet and withdrawn (just as I am today). My mother thought I was an easy child compared to my wild and attentionseeking brother
But the older I went the less problems she got with him and more with me....

why? because you had more social issues?
ive never made my issues the problem of my parents....i dont trust them enough.

thats awesome, i still to this day remember having to draw a picture of the last supper, so i drew a huge table, then 11tybillion feet underneath, and then like 4 bodies sitting at the table. so it looked like 4 people were sitting at the table but there were 3 times as many feet sticking out. it still cracks me up when i think about it lol

i also could read at the age of 2 but i couldnt tie my shoes until i was in 3rd grade

i also used to cry every time the noon whistle would blow down at the firehouse

i was looking at some old photo albums recently, and i look pissed off in every single pic. haha. there are a lot more examples but i gotta go to work, i was a weird kid.

I was aggressive and easily angered, I can remeber constantly arguing with the neighbor boy and painting his house in different colours I got a few friends eventually, one of them goes at my school now, I pass him often, but he doesn't recognize me . I was into conversations with my parents friends, and was labeled as somewhat advanced in language, I also cut my own hair many times, until I was discovered. I was into PC and videogaming, and I was annoyed of the ADHD neighbor who showed me inappropriate movies . The stupidiest thing I can remember I did was to fill up at least 20 waterballoons and pop them in the bed, and the NASTIEST thing I regret doing was to fill the whole garage with snails

that snail thing was funny! so was the last supper picture. XD

i wasnt too bad of a kid, i didnt like displeasing people. but i remember one time, we had this sort of rocking chair thing, but it was shaped like a wierd wooden boat, so two kids could ride it like a seesaw. i rode it down the stairs once, and it smashed a hole in the wall . and i was obsessed with catching critters...one time i had a kritter keeper with 48 frogs in it that i had caught over the span of a couple days, and i opened the lid in the kitchen..... i think you know what happened next.

yeah I was sent off to the first shrink when I was less than 10 years old I think



haha, yeah me too, I can really see on those photos how disturbed I felt



LOOOL!!

lucky! i had to beg my mother in tears to take me to a shrink. she of course never did anything else to help. the shrink sucked, too.