I'm always around for shits and giggles, and don't mind the consultation because I feel that many here are kindred regardless of what their estrangements to the mainline may be, normie or not.
must've really fucked with ya head huh?
As the alpha autist and defacto tard wrangler I guess I was naturally bestowed responsibility somewhat early. It wasn't always so bad, because I lowkey liked a lot of what a lot if them liked.
I guess I am one of the few who it kind of worked out for. It could have been a lot worse, and everytime I think I have it bad - I think of all those I carried through. I think of those I helped along the way thereafter and my burdens aren't so heavy. I thrive under pressure and I'll carry the next guy's load too.
I carry many proverbial tattered banners and bloodied flags. And here we are, at the edge of the world, with little else.
it some times feels like i am. like sometimes when i can't comprehend what someone is saying. and i'm just lost. but everyone else knows what that person is talking about but me.
You sound like someone I knew, fella had ADHD - had a hard time with processing things but was otherwise a solid person. A lot of people got this going on with them and don't always know until much later. It's an unfortunate thing.
And don't sweat it man, I ain't in the business of judging and hope I don't drone on too much, certainly didn't intend to weave a sob story because I'm not about that.
oh yeah i forgot to ask but. how was your home life? if you can go into more detail.
Averting the longwinded crybaby story, shambles for the most part. Generally unsupportive, no father, poor/middleclass/poor-again/dirt-poor, etc.
That said, a lot of life growing up was improvisation. It's kind of why I feel less than compelled by intersectionally relevant argumentation, almost in a fateful way - I've seen just about everything there is to see firsthand that most of the lavish middleclass socialists preach about from on high as if I haven't.
I don't think they know the first thing about discrimination, hilariously relevant - since it's perfectly socially acceptable to discriminate against people with autism, almost openly.
I'm always around for shits and giggles, and don't mind the consultation because I feel that many here are kindred regardless of what their estrangements to the mainline may be, normie or not.
As the alpha autist and defacto tard wrangler I guess I was naturally bestowed responsibility somewhat early. It wasn't always so bad, because I lowkey liked a lot of what a lot if them liked.
I guess I am one of the few who it kind of worked out for. It could have been a lot worse, and everytime I think I have it bad - I think of all those I carried through. I think of those I helped along the way thereafter and my burdens aren't so heavy. I thrive under pressure and I'll carry the next guy's load too.
I carry many proverbial tattered banners and bloodied flags. And here we are, at the edge of the world, with little else.
You sound like someone I knew, fella had ADHD - had a hard time with processing things but was otherwise a solid person. A lot of people got this going on with them and don't always know until much later. It's an unfortunate thing.
And don't sweat it man, I ain't in the business of judging and hope I don't drone on too much, certainly didn't intend to weave a sob story because I'm not about that.
Averting the longwinded crybaby story, shambles for the most part. Generally unsupportive, no father, poor/middleclass/poor-again/dirt-poor, etc.
That said, a lot of life growing up was improvisation. It's kind of why I feel less than compelled by intersectionally relevant argumentation, almost in a fateful way - I've seen just about everything there is to see firsthand that most of the lavish middleclass socialists preach about from on high as if I haven't.
I don't think they know the first thing about discrimination, hilariously relevant - since it's perfectly socially acceptable to discriminate against people with autism, almost openly.