>inb4 this might be a threat of violence or self harmNo, I just have something to get off my chest.
<maybe I have C-PTSD, maybe I don't. I don't care enough to drop stacks on a psychiatrist.
Back in 6th grade, you already know I had been getting bullied. I thought about suicide all the time, I thought about killing all the time. I was only in middle school for one semester before convincing my parents to put me in online school. Schoolniggers should consider themselves lucky I wasn't violent enough to retaliate.
<break to remind you that I don't think murder or suicide is justified in any wayI forgive people. But I can't forgive unto the undoing of my own mental processes. Some people trigger an immense emotional response. I have contempt for them, even if I don't have a rational reason to. I was at a gas station a year ago, there was a group of two black guys and a white guy, they were 5'10, 6', and 6'2 respectively. I saw them and felt threatened by them. In my head I was preparing myself to kill even though I was unarmed. Some people at uni are triggering me, they seem to be conspiring. I find it hard to trust anyone who associates with someone who triggers me. Neurotypicals will never understand me, I don't bother trying to speak more than superficialities to them anymore. I can't express myself properly, I cannot verbalize why I see these people like this, I can only try and fail to oversimplify.
I can't remember anything traumatic. Maybe I can remember a few examples of random dogpiling on xbox live. But there was no "incident." I'm not traumatized. I just learned well that my life is in danger from specific people. I learned well that nobody will side with me. If someone hurts me, at least there will be a few sympathizers who will do nothing at all. I feel that people only became more agreeable in adulthood because if they acted the way they did in school, they would go to jail. If the legal system was as bad as school system justice, violent bullies would be everywhere. I would not be able to live peacefully.
I feel intense shame for myself. I hate my younger self. I hate how I acted, how I talked, my sense of humor, and my visage. I have expressed before that I consider the first letter of my name to be "inexplicably cringe and unserious". This rubs off on my younger brother; I have a very quick temper with him. I have a q
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