
Rabbit&Blackberry
New Member
- Apr 9, 2025
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I'm 18, and I've been thinking a lot about how I grew up. I often feel like a hollow operating system.
Most of my childhood was spent indoors on YouTube or gaming. I didn't do sports, didn't go to clubs, didn't hang out with friends. I never learned how to socialise. My posture got messed up from always trying to make myself shrink out of sight. I didn't learn basic social stuff, how to talk to people, how to have fun. I was just alone.
This continued into my adolescence which was mostly taken up by gaming.
I think this lack of real experience has stunted my development. I am socially inept. I know people on the spectrum who are more social than me.
My parents had every opportunity to give me a better start. They had the time, the money, the education. One of them even has a psychology degree, so they knew about child development. But they just let it happen. They watched me get lonelier, weirder and sadder over years and years and they didn't step in.
i think it's child abuse. They deprived me of what all children need, community and physical activity. Its neglect.
I have nothing. No friends, no formative memories, no social skills. Nothing. This was all completely preventable if my parents had given a fuck.
When I compare myself to my cousins, it's so obvious. I'm not like them. They had experiences I didn't, and it shows. I was kept inside and left alone when we should've been out in the world, learning how to be people.
I think I'm going to kill myself to escape the effects of this deprivation. I can't stand not being a real person.
Sorry if there's any typos this is ai assisted and written late at night.
Most of my childhood was spent indoors on YouTube or gaming. I didn't do sports, didn't go to clubs, didn't hang out with friends. I never learned how to socialise. My posture got messed up from always trying to make myself shrink out of sight. I didn't learn basic social stuff, how to talk to people, how to have fun. I was just alone.
This continued into my adolescence which was mostly taken up by gaming.
I think this lack of real experience has stunted my development. I am socially inept. I know people on the spectrum who are more social than me.
My parents had every opportunity to give me a better start. They had the time, the money, the education. One of them even has a psychology degree, so they knew about child development. But they just let it happen. They watched me get lonelier, weirder and sadder over years and years and they didn't step in.
i think it's child abuse. They deprived me of what all children need, community and physical activity. Its neglect.
I have nothing. No friends, no formative memories, no social skills. Nothing. This was all completely preventable if my parents had given a fuck.
When I compare myself to my cousins, it's so obvious. I'm not like them. They had experiences I didn't, and it shows. I was kept inside and left alone when we should've been out in the world, learning how to be people.
I think I'm going to kill myself to escape the effects of this deprivation. I can't stand not being a real person.
Sorry if there's any typos this is ai assisted and written late at night.