So... what's your story? What problems do you have that you just want to let out to the world, so you can fix those problems. Why are you like what you are? Growing, would you blame your parents, yourself, or your friends? Would say you had good parents? or Would you say you had self respect, and respect to others? If you don't like your parents, would you wish they never existed?
Well... I guess that is all I have to say for this topic.
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You'll think I'm lying... It's all trueVoted for by silverfang420.
My name is Steve, I'm 23, and I've done nothing of value with my life. At least, that's what my family tells me. Apparently it doesn't matter that I've done far more in just over two decades than most people do in eight. It's just not good enough. I don't even give a damn if they approve. I just wish they would acknowledge it. Apparently the last eleven years or so didn't even happen. Despite the fact that in this time I've attended both public and private schools, survived a school shooting, driven a race car professionally, attended three colleges studying Psychology, Computer Science, and Theoretical Physics, respectively; I've been in three different gangs, I've sold drugs, I've transported probably upward of $300 million in drugs and other illegal items all over the country, I've joined the Army, I've gotten married, had a son, and gotten divorced; I've owned and sold four different small businesses, I've lived with a Mafia family, I've traveled four continents, I've been in more bands than I can count, and actually had a hit record; I've totaled at least a dozen cars, half of which were wrecks which I probably should have left under a plain white sheet; I've written three books, countless short stories, and wrote, starred in, produced, and helped direct a film. I guess it is also unimportant to them that during this lost decade I fought in a war, dragged my neighbor from his burning second-story apartment, and gunned down a serial rapist in my neighborhood. To the people who know me and give a damn, I'm a hero. To everyone else, including my family, I'm nothing.
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And this is mine...Voted for by sakada.
My parents and all the my siblings got the taste of honors in school... I grew up in a family that everybody thinks intelligence is measured only through academic excellence. I was "just average" on that field but I can the spatial wits. After college, I lived as an artist and a social activist. Of course, there's no money in those two.
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philosopherVoted for by happysassycassie.
I've decided I want to become a philosoper - partially because I've always looked for the deeper meaning in things but also because the loss of faith in my religion really shook up my world. People are so used to looking at the world through their own lens - they look at everything around them from the background of their own history and belief structures. When I changed a very fundamental tenant of my outlook I had to rebuild my belief structure from the bottom up. I am actually very proud of what I have accomplished. It is a very hard thing to do. Now that I understand just how unscientific our belief structures are I want to explore the situation further and dedicate my life to philosophy and the pursuit of deeper understanding.
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Story of my lifeVoted for by Beena.
I think we all have our own stories in life to tell. Since our story has much to do with fate also, therefore, we can't blame another entirely. Also, our major dissatisfaction in life arises from our own actions, decisions and attitudes mainly, so no matter how much we would like to blame another, we ourselves are never without blame either.
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My StoryVoted for by Keegan A Combes.
I have created a speech disorder, since Grade 4, I believe. It got worse in Junior High. The disorders I got are... 'Asperger's Disorder Syndrome' and 'Selective Mutism' and I got 'SADS' SADS, means that I am depressed in the winter season. Because the day is shorter.
Well, that's it for now.
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Story of the year.Voted for by strawberry gashes.
My 3 year old brother died from meningitus. My mothers brother died of a heroin overdose, and i was born 16 years ago. Happy childhood, until i reached grade 7, i wore glasses and braces my whole young life, and when i hit year 7, i decided i was going to change my whole life, braces came off, i got contacts, started sleeping with guys and girls, got into drugs, had an eating disorder and was servrely depressed. i smoked bud cronically for 4 years, was put into drug and alcohol cansolling for alcohol abuse, i would drink a bottle of vodka myself in 2 days, had alcohol piosoning 4 times, many many scars from falling over exc while drunk, and cutting my wrists which has left my right hand semi useless. delt drugs at my private school, and would give myself to guys to get drugs. im 16 now. I am off all drugs, i still smoke, normal ciggarettes, and drink at times. i have recovered from the eating disorder, have a healthy body size, am on medication for depression and am doing well in school, i hope :S so thats my story. I am pursuing a carrier in writing novels and have a portfolio made up already.
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Content.Surprisingly I consider the existence that I have lived to be an enjoyable one. Some consider my life to have been tough, yet to me it just seems natural. I'm a bastard son of a father I have yet to find. Mom is hooked on drugs and literally lives on the streets. I reside with my grandmother who is eccentric and gets on my nerves. I have been surrounded with infinite situations in which I could have made my life spiral downward. The people I were around weren't very moral in their judgement, and most were some type of addict. Every place I have lived has been near to a dump, saturated in all types of insect. Winters have been cold, and summers have been hot. Food hasn't always been on the table, but we've always just brushed off hunger and went to bed.Voted for by Lost to Apathy.
Yet I stand content in my life. And to today I have been free of any negative substance, and am a virgin as well as a strong believer in the Lord. I plan to stay powerful in my convictions, and let no other hold sway over me.
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