Srsly said:Hmm. It was going out with a jerkoff of an ex who practically ruined most of my high school years (just 9th&10th grade to be exact). Depression set in, I became more cynical and skeptical, while maintaining a certain "Fuck Off, I'm Awesome" mentality. Scary how one person can make you change your cheery "I LOVE EVERYONE" disposition into something that seems to be greatly desired in our society. Someone who doesn't get a flying fuck about many people nor their feelings. But then again, even with all the drama, I like the person I am now. I look back on my past as something to NOT DO AGAIN. Hey, life is one's greatest teacher.
My lesson? Don't date fuckwits from Florida. Long distance/online relationships make my gag.
This sounds similar to what happened to my life, with slight difference. I had precisely one emo moment in my entire life, where I heavily contemplated suicide, to the extent of what would be the most effective way; not a good thought to have while walking on a bridge.
The reason? I had gone though absolute hell in high school (was about 12-13) in addition to the numerous problems I had before in grade school. The bullying, teasing, mocking and so forth simply was becoming increasingly difficult to handle; specifically more so because I took everything to heart and had no self esteem. I decided then and there I could never do something like that because of the devastation it would cause my mother and considering how much she has done for me, I was not willing to do that.
Strangely enough I came across the possibility that perhaps my own personality was the problem and that if I forcefully developed a ?I?m awesome and no one can prove otherwise? alongside ?I don?t give a rat?s ass about anyone except myself.? It certainly helped as nothing seemed to bother me anymore.
I left that school not long after, to take up home schooling, pushed myself to be arrogant if only to develop confidence, decided to start using any insults people threw my way as a bounce off to make a joke out of, thus mocking myself and after a year or two, I am a completely different person. So much so when I mention this little story to my friends they almost hit the floor in shock. Most still do not believe I was ever shy, lacked confidence or never made a sarcastic/joke remark about everything.