Post by steven on Nov 3, 2008 0:56:58 GMT
Hello, and welcome to my forum, I thought I would set this board up so people could tell the world about themselves. Of course you may not want other people to know anything about you, that's fine. But I like telling people too much information so they cringe and run and hide in a corner!
History
I was born in Norwich in the United Kingdom. (Great Britian) I have no idea why it is called great it hasn't been that great for me. Ok I'll get the important stuff over with first.
I am 26, I suffer from the following illnesses:
OCD
Depression
Anixety
I am currently off work, well I am no longer with my work as taking over 18 months off it's only natural that your company would want to get rid of you, and I was too unwell to go to work. We parted on good terms, and the company was very supportive towards me.
Singing is my way of escaping from the cruel world and usually lifts my spirits. I also like designing websites as well, which if you didn't following the link from there check it out:
WV
There lots to do there and please check out the interactive story and the show sections.
Childhood
Childhood on the most part was brilliant I had fun, had friends was very nervous but mostly did ok. When I was 7 my stamma came out and went to many classes on how to live with it. I've never let it bother me, what's the point! If people can't wait for you to finish your sentence then they can go and take a running jump.
(Oh yes if you do know someone with a a stamma please don't finish off their sentences, it can be annoying for them. But if ask them if they would like you to.)
School
School was ok, I was a teachers pet, and hated any sports . PE was a nightmare, especially swimming. But I would always be put in the shallow end. Didn't want the nerd to drown.
I have to tell you a funny story about high school. We used to do cross country, and I hated it. The others would run around the whole course and finish way before I did. Well I did used to walk around. Anyway there was this one time when I was walking into the main gates of the school, and one of my class mates were there. I was panting and puffing trying to look like I had made some kind of effort. I remember saying to this kid "Boy I wish I had an extra lung." The next thing I know the teacher had come up to me and said I did very well for a boy in my condition. I said nothing.
The next time we did a cross country event I walked around as usual and I nearly made it back to school when I spotted my PE teacher in their car. They pulled over and they drove me back to school.
They praised me for trying my best and gave me a credit. Anyway when parents evening came around my mother talked to the PE teacher and he said how well I was doing with my condition, of only having one lung. Now you would thought the school in question would have been smart and phoned my parents for confirmation of my missing lung. But they never did.
My mother who was just told the news that I now only had one lung said "Yes he does do well doesn't he." She later said to me.
"Well if they're stupid enough not to phone and find out the truth then they can live with it."
So I always got very good grades in PE after that day.
Singing
I always loved to sing, and would not stamma when I did, I used to be able to sing very high top E on a panio or something like that. But then my balls dropped and my voice went low. Oh such a shame I used to love to sing to the broadway version of Grease. But oh well. We used to have a singing club that would be on friday lunch times it was fun and I enjoyed it. That's it for this section.
Turning 18
Well this was a memorable year. It was the year I came out to my friends and parent, and was also they year that I had phone sex withy a very seedy guy, but didn't realise that my mother was in the next wrong and was listening to every word. Yes I had put the phone on loud speaker!
My friends excepted me and so did my parents so all was well.
College
I loved college and went there for 3 happy years. But by the last year my OCD was starting to come out, but it took 7 years before I knew what it was, and now I am on many wonderful drugs to keep me happy and sane.
Present
Now I spend most days sitting on the couch watching day time television, oh yes and smoking. And NO not drugs normal fags. I did try it once but it didn't agree with me so I stopped it.
I have many friends. One has been a brick to me when I was going through my bad patch. Oh I know what I forgot to mention, when I was really low I tried to take my own life twice. and ended up in hospital. If any of you are thinking about doing this, don't it's not worth it and boy that hospital was cold!
Anyway I was saying my dear friend helped me through it, she was there for me. I call her my fag hag. She would come around and sit besides me when back then my anxiety had gone into overdrove, all I could do was sit on the sofa and play on my psp and DS to take my mind of my OCD, which sometimes worked.
Outro
Well there you have it, that was my boring life. If you, or anyone you know has any of the conditions I have and they would like someone to talk to, then send them my way and I'll talk to them. It never hurts to listen.
Oh yes and if I do become your friend you have one mission to do for me. Find me a MAN!
That's all, peace and love and all that crap. Listen to the songs and be gay, and if you can't be gay be HAPPY!
History
I was born in Norwich in the United Kingdom. (Great Britian) I have no idea why it is called great it hasn't been that great for me. Ok I'll get the important stuff over with first.
I am 26, I suffer from the following illnesses:
OCD
Depression
Anixety
I am currently off work, well I am no longer with my work as taking over 18 months off it's only natural that your company would want to get rid of you, and I was too unwell to go to work. We parted on good terms, and the company was very supportive towards me.
Singing is my way of escaping from the cruel world and usually lifts my spirits. I also like designing websites as well, which if you didn't following the link from there check it out:
WV
There lots to do there and please check out the interactive story and the show sections.
Childhood
Childhood on the most part was brilliant I had fun, had friends was very nervous but mostly did ok. When I was 7 my stamma came out and went to many classes on how to live with it. I've never let it bother me, what's the point! If people can't wait for you to finish your sentence then they can go and take a running jump.
(Oh yes if you do know someone with a a stamma please don't finish off their sentences, it can be annoying for them. But if ask them if they would like you to.)
School
School was ok, I was a teachers pet, and hated any sports . PE was a nightmare, especially swimming. But I would always be put in the shallow end. Didn't want the nerd to drown.
I have to tell you a funny story about high school. We used to do cross country, and I hated it. The others would run around the whole course and finish way before I did. Well I did used to walk around. Anyway there was this one time when I was walking into the main gates of the school, and one of my class mates were there. I was panting and puffing trying to look like I had made some kind of effort. I remember saying to this kid "Boy I wish I had an extra lung." The next thing I know the teacher had come up to me and said I did very well for a boy in my condition. I said nothing.
The next time we did a cross country event I walked around as usual and I nearly made it back to school when I spotted my PE teacher in their car. They pulled over and they drove me back to school.
They praised me for trying my best and gave me a credit. Anyway when parents evening came around my mother talked to the PE teacher and he said how well I was doing with my condition, of only having one lung. Now you would thought the school in question would have been smart and phoned my parents for confirmation of my missing lung. But they never did.
My mother who was just told the news that I now only had one lung said "Yes he does do well doesn't he." She later said to me.
"Well if they're stupid enough not to phone and find out the truth then they can live with it."
So I always got very good grades in PE after that day.
Singing
I always loved to sing, and would not stamma when I did, I used to be able to sing very high top E on a panio or something like that. But then my balls dropped and my voice went low. Oh such a shame I used to love to sing to the broadway version of Grease. But oh well. We used to have a singing club that would be on friday lunch times it was fun and I enjoyed it. That's it for this section.
Turning 18
Well this was a memorable year. It was the year I came out to my friends and parent, and was also they year that I had phone sex withy a very seedy guy, but didn't realise that my mother was in the next wrong and was listening to every word. Yes I had put the phone on loud speaker!
My friends excepted me and so did my parents so all was well.
College
I loved college and went there for 3 happy years. But by the last year my OCD was starting to come out, but it took 7 years before I knew what it was, and now I am on many wonderful drugs to keep me happy and sane.
Present
Now I spend most days sitting on the couch watching day time television, oh yes and smoking. And NO not drugs normal fags. I did try it once but it didn't agree with me so I stopped it.
I have many friends. One has been a brick to me when I was going through my bad patch. Oh I know what I forgot to mention, when I was really low I tried to take my own life twice. and ended up in hospital. If any of you are thinking about doing this, don't it's not worth it and boy that hospital was cold!
Anyway I was saying my dear friend helped me through it, she was there for me. I call her my fag hag. She would come around and sit besides me when back then my anxiety had gone into overdrove, all I could do was sit on the sofa and play on my psp and DS to take my mind of my OCD, which sometimes worked.
Outro
Well there you have it, that was my boring life. If you, or anyone you know has any of the conditions I have and they would like someone to talk to, then send them my way and I'll talk to them. It never hurts to listen.
Oh yes and if I do become your friend you have one mission to do for me. Find me a MAN!
That's all, peace and love and all that crap. Listen to the songs and be gay, and if you can't be gay be HAPPY!