I guess this can count. I learned how to repress all emotion. I've also learned to ignore strain when I lift shit. Both are side effects of my father. And I can't do either of them without regretting it later.
I examine a room whenever I walk in and have learned how to be aware of shit behind me, a side effect of wanting privacy and having four siblings to look over my shoulder.
I'm incredibly flexible and agile. People don't expect it from someone my size (6'2" with a belly), but I'm really agile.
I have a tendency to get my mind set on weird things and actually managing to see them through. It's completely random, I can absolutely not care about something that crosses my vision and then I'll hear something small and inconsequential and I'll need to do something about it, or vice versa.
I examine a room whenever I walk in and have learned how to be aware of shit behind me, a side effect of wanting privacy and having four siblings to look over my shoulder.
I'm incredibly flexible and agile. People don't expect it from someone my size (6'2" with a belly), but I'm really agile.
I have a tendency to get my mind set on weird things and actually managing to see them through. It's completely random, I can absolutely not care about something that crosses my vision and then I'll hear something small and inconsequential and I'll need to do something about it, or vice versa.