tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-79507116013503249122009-02-20T22:33:50.184-08:00Shawnnoreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7950711601350324912.post-41452109132222815672008-05-28T17:50:00.000-07:002008-05-28T17:59:30.372-07:00<span style="font-family:arial;">Ever since I was 10 years old I got into all sorts of troubles and fights with people… no matter how hard I tried to fit in, I never could …</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><br />I was always tagged as “different”, “crazy”, “extreme”, “psychologically ill” !!!and must worse stuff … and all that was just because I didn’t think or act the same way my community did … and I eventually believed it for sometime !!! I actually thought that I am different in a bad way like everybody says…But soon I realized that I was wrong, I was different, but in a good way ! the best and right way to be different from such culture and society …<br /><br />Neverthless, I got diagnosed with <a href="http://www.theathlete.org/Anti-Anxiety.htm">anxiety </a>attacks, so it wasn't neccessarily cool to be the outcast, as I had a genuine disorder. But still, all my friends know, the other strangers don't, so i just pretend im 'cool', 'different' and 'extreme'.</span><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7950711601350324912-4145210913222281567?l=tales-of-our-love.blogspot.com'/></div>Shawnnoreply@blogger.com0