I identify with everything you have said

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I was moody and as you put it " a little off ". I was always interested in things nobody else was interested in. I lived in my own world, filled with people and things I could relate to and no one else around me understood. I grew up in a small town and people didn't know what to think of me. I had a few friends but I never felt that close to them.we never shared much in common. I was always questioning things, even my own existence. Why am I here? why am I me? who am I? these are some of the questions I asked myself. I even felt distant from my peers like we are not the same.

I was very shy and withdrawn. I lived in my own imagination a lot of time.

I totally get that. My small town was filled with family members though and I so did not belong. Call me the ugly duckling or the black sheep. I still don't fit in at all.

I was a dogooder as a kid. Because I didn't feel comfortable in my own skin I sought the approval of Adults!

I sure can relate to all that has been said. been told all my life i'''dance to my own drummer'''. i am sure if tested as kid, i am ADD for one. knew about bi-polar before a name was given. grew up on farm so i was my own entertainment playing which was not bad thing. talented. imagination, insight to much more than young age should have envisioned. I remember situation in 6th grade thinking 'now that sure was not right or fair'. little did i know that lesson/feeling, has shown me much over yrs. i often wondered as child, why so happy some days and then for no real reason, so sad. actually ready to fight for some/no reason. a loner, thought just because in middle of farm with no close kids. but thru sdulthood, same thing. stay to ones self, i can make conversation with strangers, but not get close. (emotionally) and i really do care about that person or if i say i like your necklace, mean it completely not just being nice. but to be close with family or even friends, no way. so as i kid, nothing as changed as adult. protective of myself. and heaven forbid. you use word bi-polar. so u don't. you smile, all is fine, u become good actor. you can cover all inside so well. becomes habit. or just stay home, safe, with own thoughts. i still day dream at 65. for hours. and i have been able to retire and follow a child hood dream. i still day dream and ask why do i feel this way still?????

I was a very shy child and I would say depressed at times. In high school I had a lot of suicidal ideations and mood swings. Depression mostly though.

tough one...brings up a lot of memories. i was extremely shy, always smiling (according to my sister), lived in my own imagination and books, made straight a's, moody in my head...there was so much going on in our house that no one really noticed me, the baby of the family dying inside. i, too played with barbies until 12 or 13...went straight from playing with dolls to playing with boys (another story). i guess, i was sad, lonely, neglected and trying desperately to love and be loved.

Surprisingly I was popular, outgoing with sports. I've always been a jokester to make ppl like me. Always seemed to chose the wrong ppl to become friends with

Very good at sports, gymnastics. Had tons of friends that I didn't trust because sometimes they would be mean to me and talk behind my back and ppl who actually hated me outright that I couldn't understand why.Being I'm a ppl person. the great pretender, I tried to make them friends too, that was a disaster. With no friends I trusted I was truly alone

My friends told me these girls were all jealous and I knew they themselves were to.. Being I'm a ppl person. the great pretender, I tried to make the mean girls friends too, that was a disaster. With no friends I trusted I was truly alone

. I have to admit, I was very beautiful back then and was ashamed of how I looked because men, grown men and boys at school would oogle me even some teachers. My dad did that to me, made me ashamed and insecure about my looks and my sexualitymy body.

I developed very early training bra in 3rd grade. My mom worked at Saks Fifth Ave so I was always very well dressed.

I always rushed around the halls getting to class with my books pressed to my chest head down.. That made it worse. ppl called me weird behind my back. I heard about it and tried even harder to prove I was normal which made it worse.

Was being abused by my dad, he was a toucher, so I went the extra mile to behave "normally* An overachiever. If I came home with a B it was hell. All of a sudden the touching just stopped. Maybe I got too old..

I always was a little off and shy, despite all the things I did. Sports was a way to distract the pain I was confident in my prowest and security in sports.

I've talked enough. I hope not too long.

All I cared about was learning in school and at home living in books. Kids my age bored me so we lived on a dead-end circle and I would watch out my window for hours at what the neighbors were doing and then go report it to my parents!! And they were worried about me bc I was more interested in adults. Didn't play with toys.My brother was the "problem child" so I did my best to be perfect and had a cleaning obsession at a very young age. My dad would set his shoes out to put on and leave them by the chair and when he got ready to put them on I would have already put them back in the closet!! Definitely OCD-had to count tiles and sidewalk cracks.A very quiet strange child.

I was really shy and anxious. I had a lot of friends but liked to be by myself most of the time.

my older siblings tell me i was 'waif like' and always stuck in a book. they never 'got' me.

Anxious and full of P&V.... We were rewarded for negative attention by nasty attention and I sure new how to get it... I'm still trying to figure it all out

I know I threw fits if I didnt get my way as a kid but I was also very spoiled by my mom. I did get really angry really quick a lot which my mom noticed and took me to a shrink who I saw once but after throwing a fit about it she never made me go back. I so wish she had. I think the biggest signs of trouble with me were I would steal food and hide in my clothing to take and eat in my room. Its like no matter what I could never get enough to eat. It want until I was a teen that I started the crying spells etc.

I was painfully shy and felt extremely unloved. When I was with my sister who was 18 years my senior I was very happy. But if my mom was around I was afraid. I remember severe mood swings when I was 3 (yes, 3) and when I was 6. That horrible feeling of being all alone, unloved, lonely and angry,
I hated my childhood.