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Just out of curiosity, were any of you quite introverted and shy during your childhood ?

Did you spend a lot of time mixing with other kids, or did you spend more time at home?

My childhood was overrated, adulthood is much better.

I was socially clueless, and had various periods of hermit like existence, and trying to fit in. Then I released I could use my brain to work things out, and am a lot more clued up.

Now I have a balance of being wonderful solitude, and worthwhile social encounters.

Im happy for you

I had problems keeping regular friends during childhood and early adolescence. Most of them thought I was too weird and stopped hanging out with me.

During my early twenties going to church more often started to help me form real friendships
with people.

I still struggle with social stuff each day, but I've now got a close group of friends to talk to

My childhood was disgusting because of my parents
Useless psycho father who was antisocial and excepted me to be the same
And my mom who was terrified of social connections and after my dad died
she just went on the spree of talking with random people
and not knowing what to do, how to do etc
And i was a lost kid with no friends, no one interested to talk with me
or be my friend
and now the situation continues

I was quiet quiet quiet as a kid at school. Super loud and weird and all over the place at home with my sisters, but at school and in public and around anyone who was not my immediate family, I was QUIET.

To the point where people would ask my mom if I was okay or if there was something wrong with me. I just DID not know how to interact.

I would find people who I had anything at all in common with and then they were my ~friend~ but really, now that I think back on it, the moment I found someone else, I moved on to them. I have ONE friend from elementary school. One friend from middle school. One friend from high school. I didn't make any friends in college.

I still consider myself friends with these three people. I think they "get" my personality and even if we don't talk all the time, if we see each other it's like it was yesterday.

I have a ~friend now from work, but I think she considers me a better friend than I think of her. It sounds awful but she tells people I'm her best friend and to me she's an acquaintance. It happens. I just don't have patience for a lot of the things that interest her.

Anyway, as a kid I think I was just so quiet to the point where I never got into trouble or had issues with other people. If I did I didn't even notice the issues were there. I was basically in my own little cocoon. I found what I liked and stuck with it.

Things tended to get uncomfortable for me if I ventured into uncharted territory. I didn't try to make new friends or hang out with the popular kids or anything because I didn't really know how to do it. I didn't know what to say and I didn't have anything in common with them.

But on that same note, if I had to talk to them, I could. And I think they got that I was harmless because they never picked on me. (But again, I might not have noticed....I think a side effect of being so quiet is that people don't see the point in harassing you to your face. I could have been a running joke in their circles...)

I'm not shy at all, and I wasn't shy, even as a child. People didn't think I was shy, they thought I was introverted, but it just depended on my mood, like now: there are days in which I am willing to interact with people, and others in which I don't want to talk with anyone. So it was when I was a child. I had a lot of troubles socially, I argued a lot with other children, and I was even violent to them, and I had the first friend only when I was 10. However, my parents have been very supportive, so I can't say that my childhood had been very bad. I had troubles, it's true, but it wasn't an awful childhood after all.

I remember that as a child they used to make fun of me. Sometimes I had 1 friend in my class, who went away the next year or 2 years later.

Depends on how you define childhood.
For sanity's sake I'm going to say it's when you feel like a man or woman and people treat you like you are accountable.
It's just something you know.

For the record, I still feel like a boy a lot, but thankfully I'm growing up, I do feel it.
and i'm freaking 16 lol I feel like such a frosh.

Anyways, my childhood was nice in that I didn't really know what was going on with Asperger's and the harsh realities of life.

I could be very easily entertained without having to think too much.

High school/delayed awkward middle school years were pretty bad. I finally understood a lot more about Asperger's, myself,etc., and my problems. Growing up though, 16 helped so much.

Though I do think middle school is pretty bad for just about everyone, it's easier when you're all going through puberty together. Since AS kinda delayed it, it was difficult seeing such confident fellows and then me, this little awkward middle school type kid.

It kinda sucks, now, high school's almost over and I haven't done shat.

Though I felt quite introverted as a child, at the same time I was very popular, on my school reports it said, "most popular boy in class", I think this was because I was an unusual combination of being really nice and yet really naughty at the same time, I would do anything to make the class laugh which I was quite good at.

I think this was to contrast against the life I had at home where I would come home from school be allowed to watch Bewitched or Batman, but then got sent to my room alone at around 5pm until school the next day, whereas the family dog was welcome to share the company of my "parents", I was not and had to be got rid of before stepfather came home.
Didn't have all the entertainment young people today have, I was bored stiff every night, I twice got an electric shock from investigating the empty light socket, guess they didnt want me to use up their electricity by having a light bulb in it!

Stepfather used to suddenly turn on me and kick me in the stomach or strangle me, guess Mum figured I was safer up there?

What a relief when they put me in the Childrens home.

I remember being really shy while sort of having an ADD mind. I never knew what the class assignment was. I was always inventing a story for homework because I didn't know what to do, and then I made friends because it was apparently funny that I did that. But I was always nervous about it because I wasn't just trying to be funny, I just didn't know what to do.

But I was also in a daycare for a long time, where the older girl, the daughter of the daycare worker, absolutely hated me. I did a lot of weird things, like bragging about awards I got in school or showing off random things. I didn't think it was showing off, I just felt the urge to be noticed. I felt like a nobody because the daycare worker obviously would pay attention to her own daughter. When I was old enough to stay home alone, I always stayed home, never went out.

I always, always, had problems with feeling like I was more mature than my classmates. I never cared about the things they talked about. I was into guys at an early age. I had huge crushes in 3rd grade and that was all I cared about. My best friend at the time, would always be talking about something that bored the life out of me. I hated it.

I was very introverted, yes. Shy also. I wasn't interested in having friends and never tried to form friendships with others.
But some other children would approach me and want to be my friends so then I had them as friends though I would've rather been alone, but I was too much of a shy, fearful person to say such a thing.
I had a friend for years whom I really, really hated spending time with, she always disapproved of my interests and said she was embarrassed of the way I act and got angry if I got upset about something ( was ridiculously sensitive and got upset by really stupid small things like some keychain breaking, because of that I was bullied in a minor way by others so they called me crybaby and tried to get me to cry and started chanting 'cry!' if they noticed I was upset, also some other things but they were too embarrassing and related to my appearance).
She didn't allow me to draw things related to my interests. Every other week she would visit me and every other I would have to visit her. I dreaded both.
When she came to visit she would always look through my belongings and would be angry at me if she found something she disapproved of, so because I was very afraid of her I was a horrible person and claimed that drawings of my interests were actually by my brother so then she despised my brother because of that. I always had to hide everything before she came over but sometimes she decided out of the blue when we were at school that she wanted to come over and so I didn't have the chance to hide things so it was horrible. Time always moved so, so slow when I was there or she was visiting.
She never accepted 'no' as an answer if I said I didn't want her to come over or vice versa - she would just keep asking "why?" after anything I said, just simply not wanting to wasn't enough of a reason for her (she just asked "why?" again) so I sometimes lied claiming that I had to go to the dentist or something, but obviously I couldn't do that very often or she would've suspected something.
I really really really disliked spending time with her but I was too afraid of her to do anything about it and feared I would be trapped in that situation forever.
For some reason this is still a big deal to me though it's far in the past now, I don't get it.

Quiet, shy, introverted. Spent a lot of time on my own reading, playing with lego, Star Wars or dolls. But only to "organise" them in some way or other. Going outside was enjoyable but I preferred the company of boys. I liked my skate board, climbing up trees, my bike and just wandering off to places where I could be free. I had one friend at a time, as more than that, would be too demanding. I liked school work but hated being picked on by other kids. I soon learned to act by mimicking other children so I would "fit in". I spent a lot of time worrying...about how the universe was created, that if my Mum died I would be all alone, that I didn't understand why I didn't like being around kids that much and preferred adults company or just hiding under the table for hours on end.

I always knew I was different. I just never knew why.

As a youth I didn't think much about making friends, yet I still had quite a few of them, which I think we can chalk up to a lack of formed opinions and standards in juveniles which meant that they weren't too critical of me.

My childhood was a carefree adventure; I reminisce upon it with pride and wish I could go back to that time.

In class, I was rather extroverted. That is, I talked a lot to the teachers, but rarely to peers.

I was pretty quiet, but I would talk to whoever talked to me. I remember the day the Autism really popped it's head out. It was when elementary school ended, I finally made a real true friend, but my family had to move. We were best friends in school and in real life... Since the family was moving quite a bit away, I was forced to change schools. My parents couldn't drive me that far away much, so I basically had to stop hanging out with my friend. The change was a traumatic experience to say the least, I didn't know how to handle it at all. It effected me for so many years. I felt like I finally hit the jackpot socially, because I had one true good friend, and some other friends that were not as good, then all of the sudden it's like they were taken away just like that. Once again I was alone. Very quiet after that... I could barely speak in casual situations, I didn't know what to say. I would get super nervous too.