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Adults how were you in your teen years? Teens how is yours going?
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Winterfells wrote:

Well, when I was a teenager, I was much more trusting and optimistic. I also had - hmm...what are they called again? Oh yeah, FEELINGS.


What are these "feelings" things you speak of?
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Quite geeky in my teens - always on the computer, programming, reading books, etc.
These days.. I'm always on the computer, programming, reading books, etc. I think it worked out well!

I moved around a lot growing up (my father has this habit of getting a new job when he no longer enjoys his current one, which led to a lot of moving), that made it somewhat difficult to make friends when most everyone else had already had their best friends from 1st grade. Not impossible, just difficult.
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bemused_Bohemian wrote:

From reading many of these posts it's apparent growing up teen has not changed much, if at all. Best adjective for growing up teen in the '60's: melancholy. Best anime depicting my life from age 15 to age 22-post college is 5 Centimeters/Second. All you have to do is change the scenery just a little, everything else that occurs in that show is an accurate depiction.

Twenties to early Thirties: bought myself employment since I had no influential friends or connections. Owned and drove an 18-wheeler for almost 10 years throughout all 48-states and Canada the year 'round. I got home 4x a year. Lifestyle was a great relationship killer. I watched it destroy many marriages and the nuclear family structure of those owner-operators I cared or took the time to know; those that managed to save their relationship had to make the choice to leave the OTR business. I managed to cultivate a few really excellent friendships from those times out in the Pacific Northwest and we still remain connected.

mid-Thirties to mid-Forties: awful decade, probably would've been better off dead. Gave up trucking as there was no longer any money being in it. While working part-time I went back to college to re-invent myself and earn, oh no, another degree in something contemporary and useful: CAD Drafting. Landed a decent job for an aluminum manufacturer of mullions for commercial storefronts and high-rise buildings. Sound boring, it wasn't. This should have been the beginning of the story book happy ending. It was not.

mid-life crisis: In order to stay sane in trucking I managed to convince myself over time that if few of my trucker friends could successfully sustain a marriage and/or relationship while over the road I probably wouldn't be able to either so don't bother socializing, ever. I recall the few times I violated this self-imposed contract with the self and did try to date (when I was home for a week) most of my connections were honest about their feelings and all suggested the truck would have to be sold if contact beyond platonic was to proceed to the next level. I understood their concern and respected their opinion. My social score always ended the same: Truck 1, Lady friend 0.

When I got the drafting job I thought my hobbies and interests would carry me through and I could continue down the path as a self-sustaining, well-paid loner. Six months into this career path I had to metamorphosize. The old ways needed to be shed. I managed to overcome my fear generated by all that negative self-talk meeting the opposite gender. I was on my way to reinventing myself. I met and dated a lot of women. My friends worried about me because that's all I did. I gave up my usual hobbies to catch up on what I missed from age 15 on. Along the way I learned a lot about others, about myself. Did meet 1 interesting lady that I tried to marry. She chose someone else but before she committed to him she told me some interesting things about my life situation, my psyche, my ego, my alter ego, and why she could not choose me not matter what her intuition suggested.

mid-life crisis, round 2: She was right. We both knew it but it took me awhile to realize that. Left the job my ego liked but which I really, really hated deep down. Went back to trucking but driving someone else's equipment this time, not mine. Bad idea. Left after 2 years putting up with morons. More focused this time I went back to college, again, for graduate work in Psychology. The premise was to reinvent myself to become more active in the community, become a giver, become a being so worthy someone might want to marry....what was I thinking?

Gosh, I learned a lot about the human mind, people's habits during that training period but still I felt something lacking within myself. I came to realize I was creating a pattern in my life with no practical end, just a continous downward spiral of numb punctuated infrequently by depression and self-loathing. The light at the end of the tunnel for me and my self-esteem came from a part-time job I got working with mentally-challenged individuals via an agency that supervised their welfare. The pay sucked but the intrinsic reward gleaned from doing something neccessary for someone else paid dividends to my sense of self-worth continuously. I became a person transformed.

Long story short: Never finished this degree. My mother contracted pancreatic cancer and I, the lonely only, opted to care for her the final 2 years she was on this planet. She had the means to afford a female care-giver who was a God-send and together we did our best to make her comfortable. She had a sizeable estate from which I am enjoying those fruits from her years of labor. The internet has been transformative in a good way also. At age 58 I did find someone special. We still live in wedded bliss after 6+ years of marriage, Thank you, eHarmony.

The anime discovery started from channel surfing cable at a motel somewhere out west. I was waiting out a severe snowstorm and was bored. Then I latched onto Tenchi Muyo and DBZ airings on Turner Broadcasting's Toonami. I'll let you figure out the rest of the story....






Damn, that's quite the story.


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As a teen I was so PAINFULLY shy, it bordered being a social phobia. However, I snapped out of it one day in high school (I think my Junior year) when there was a guy who shared a locker next to mine I had a crush on and was really trying to work up the courage to talk to him. Apparently I took too long, because one day he stopped showing up at his locker. I found out it was because he had committed suicide. To this day I wonder if it hadn't been for my damned shyness, if I told him I liked him, would he still have killed himself. I grew out of my shyness after that, I suppose out of guilt & regret. Later I met another guy I liked even more ....I was damned if I was going to let another one slip away .....later he became my husband.
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i was the really nerdy shy type. glad i grew out of being shy.
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It's usually what I go with, because yeah it is.
Besides it's a lot more fun to be Super Cool Mad Scientist then Hero.
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I was more fun...growing up gets boring
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PhyongHwa wrote:

As a teen I was so PAINFULLY shy, it bordered being a social phobia. However, I snapped out of it one day in high school (I think my Junior year) when there was a guy who shared a locker next to mine I had a crush on and was really trying to work up the courage to talk to him. Apparently I took too long, because one day he stopped showing up at his locker. I found out it was because he had committed suicide. To this day I wonder if it hadn't been for my damned shyness, if I told him I liked him, would he still have killed himself. I grew out of my shyness after that, I suppose out of guilt & regret. Later I met another guy I liked even more ....I was damned if I was going to let another one slip away .....later he became my husband.


All DEM SMILIES!

This reminds me of how many people I've stopped from suicide.

I've stopped 2 girls from cutting themselves to death because of their abusive father. They didn't have the guts to call the cops on him, and their mother was in a mental ward. I released the cops on him and he went to jail, and they were taken in my their grandmother, who never knew what was going on.

I had a boyfriend who was going to jump off a building because of the shit his mother says. I told him to steel himself, that his freedom (graduating highschool) was just around the corner.

There's also the people I couldn't help or save.

But that's too damn depressing to talk about.

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bemused_Bohemian wrote:

From reading many of these posts it's apparent growing up teen has not changed much, if at all. Best adjective for growing up teen in the '60's: melancholy. Best anime depicting my life from age 15 to age 22-post college is 5 Centimeters/Second. All you have to do is change the scenery just a little, everything else that occurs in that show is an accurate depiction.

Twenties to early Thirties: bought myself employment since I had no influential friends or connections. Owned and drove an 18-wheeler for almost 10 years throughout all 48-states and Canada the year 'round. I got home 4x a year. Lifestyle was a great relationship killer. I watched it destroy many marriages and the nuclear family structure of those owner-operators I cared or took the time to know; those that managed to save their relationship had to make the choice to leave the OTR business. I managed to cultivate a few really excellent friendships from those times out in the Pacific Northwest and we still remain connected.

mid-Thirties to mid-Forties: awful decade, probably would've been better off dead. Gave up trucking as there was no longer any money being in it. While working part-time I went back to college to re-invent myself and earn, oh no, another degree in something contemporary and useful: CAD Drafting. Landed a decent job for an aluminum manufacturer of mullions for commercial storefronts and high-rise buildings. Sound boring, it wasn't. This should have been the beginning of the story book happy ending. It was not.

mid-life crisis: In order to stay sane in trucking I managed to convince myself over time that if few of my trucker friends could successfully sustain a marriage and/or relationship while over the road I probably wouldn't be able to either so don't bother socializing, ever. I recall the few times I violated this self-imposed contract with the self and did try to date (when I was home for a week) most of my connections were honest about their feelings and all suggested the truck would have to be sold if contact beyond platonic was to proceed to the next level. I understood their concern and respected their opinion. My social score always ended the same: Truck 1, Lady friend 0.

When I got the drafting job I thought my hobbies and interests would carry me through and I could continue down the path as a self-sustaining, well-paid loner. Six months into this career path I had to metamorphosize. The old ways needed to be shed. I managed to overcome my fear generated by all that negative self-talk meeting the opposite gender. I was on my way to reinventing myself. I met and dated a lot of women. My friends worried about me because that's all I did. I gave up my usual hobbies to catch up on what I missed from age 15 on. Along the way I learned a lot about others, about myself. Did meet 1 interesting lady that I tried to marry. She chose someone else but before she committed to him she told me some interesting things about my life situation, my psyche, my ego, my alter ego, and why she could not choose me not matter what her intuition suggested.

mid-life crisis, round 2: She was right. We both knew it but it took me awhile to realize that. Left the job my ego liked but which I really, really hated deep down. Went back to trucking but driving someone else's equipment this time, not mine. Bad idea. Left after 2 years putting up with morons. More focused this time I went back to college, again, for graduate work in Psychology. The premise was to reinvent myself to become more active in the community, become a giver, become a being so worthy someone might want to marry....what was I thinking?

Gosh, I learned a lot about the human mind, people's habits during that training period but still I felt something lacking within myself. I came to realize I was creating a pattern in my life with no practical end, just a continous downward spiral of numb punctuated infrequently by depression and self-loathing. The light at the end of the tunnel for me and my self-esteem came from a part-time job I got working with mentally-challenged individuals via an agency that supervised their welfare. The pay sucked but the intrinsic reward gleaned from doing something neccessary for someone else paid dividends to my sense of self-worth continuously. I became a person transformed.

Long story short: Never finished this degree. My mother contracted pancreatic cancer and I, the lonely only, opted to care for her the final 2 years she was on this planet. She had the means to afford a female care-giver who was a God-send and together we did our best to make her comfortable. She had a sizeable estate from which I am enjoying those fruits from her years of labor. The internet has been transformative in a good way also. At age 58 I did find someone special. We still live in wedded bliss after 6+ years of marriage, Thank you, eHarmony.

The anime discovery started from channel surfing cable at a motel somewhere out west. I was waiting out a severe snowstorm and was bored. Then I latched onto Tenchi Muyo and DBZ airings on Turner Broadcasting's Toonami. I'll let you figure out the rest of the story....







Awesome that you managed to find someone despite your time in life. You are a lucky man.

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I was a lazy kid that is all I am going to say. In all honesty it is because I can't really remember my teen years, you would have to say a word or start a topic that would rejog my memory in order to really get any info on my childhood and teen years. This makes me sound like an old fart...
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I'm 31 now. When I was in high school, I was the stoner who hanged out with everyone, but when I was in high school everyone was a stoner.
It was late 90's and the only anime was either the older classics like Vampire Hunter D and Akira or Dragon Ball or Gundam. You guys are so lucky/.
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Shallow and Transient that is my short summary of my experience in high school and as a teenager.
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nuff said
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Winterfells wrote:

Well, when I was a teenager, I was much more trusting and optimistic. I also had - hmm...what are they called again? Oh yeah, FEELINGS.


What are these "feelings" things you speak of?


Basically, a heart.
Posted 1/29/13
As a 19 year old "adult" I can say that during my younger years I was very awkward. But now that I have grown up, I'm still very awkward. I have a handful of close friends and piles of acquaintances who I never got any closer too. I usually like being alone but still hang out with them if they want too. Also very lazy, still am too.
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