Early growth spurt plus a lot of time working on my uncle’s little pig farm had me big before the end of middle school and for some fuckdamn reason it was part of what made me a target.
I think that mainly came from my mom raising me to be a complete pacifist (possibly out of fear, that’s a long story), so when the bullies realized I wasn’t going to hit back they tripled down because it made them look good to harass a much bigger person.
It lasted a year and a half till I hit back and then it never happened again.
Yeah, I’ve never been officially diagnosed but I have all the symptoms of Bipoloar II.
The fear thing is kind of a superpower, except when I’m in a place I definitely shouldn’t be, like the one time I ended up on the wrong block in Chicago trying to find the DuSable Museum.
That’s what I mean. I’d wandered on to a block controlled by a gang without knowing it, but I ran into a postman who told me it wasn’t safe and gave me directions to the nearest bus stop, and I figured it out from there.
Yep.
I was lucky to get my growth spurt early and spent my teenage years lifting weights regularly. My size ended up dissuading a lot of the bullying.
It also helps that I’m a little crazy and I can manage fear very, very well.
Opposite for me.
Early growth spurt plus a lot of time working on my uncle’s little pig farm had me big before the end of middle school and for some fuckdamn reason it was part of what made me a target.
I think that mainly came from my mom raising me to be a complete pacifist (possibly out of fear, that’s a long story), so when the bullies realized I wasn’t going to hit back they tripled down because it made them look good to harass a much bigger person.
It lasted a year and a half till I hit back and then it never happened again.
I’m sorry that happened to you, but good on you for losing it and refusing to take their shit. That’s usually the key to making it stop completely.
If you think you’re a little crazy then that means you’re healthy.
Yeah, I’ve never been officially diagnosed but I have all the symptoms of Bipoloar II.
The fear thing is kind of a superpower, except when I’m in a place I definitely shouldn’t be, like the one time I ended up on the wrong block in Chicago trying to find the DuSable Museum.
What’s a wrong block exactly? I heard there are gang areas in the US?
That’s what I mean. I’d wandered on to a block controlled by a gang without knowing it, but I ran into a postman who told me it wasn’t safe and gave me directions to the nearest bus stop, and I figured it out from there.
Wow that’s crazy! 😵💫