Where did you come from?

So Where Did You Come From?

No, I don't mean physically, I mean what is your story. What kind of childhood did you have? Was your childhood easy or happy? Did you struggle and suffer to make it where you are now? I figured that if we share these stories maybe we can inspire others to hold on to hope.

Krypton...psssst

I have always had a lonely childhood. While everyone else had friends, I had books, and interests. When everyone else gossiped, I would secretly find the truths. I never had many friends, and the only time i ever seemed to attract any friends were when they wanted me to draw something for them, ( as I am a very good pen artist.)

I have never understood the meaning of family, because I have never had a close family, And I never had a mother figure. And still, in the laters of my teen years, while the rest of the world is Playing COD and wasting their life, I have joined a rock and minerals society. I am memorising every constellation in the sky, and building little robots. While the rest of the girls dream of having boyfriends, I merely want to continue on with finding the truths of my theories. I observe every person around me, and their facial compexities,and body language, and I can usually decode their basic natal charts, and their thoughts or emotions, and this is why i tend to not be talkative to new people. Most people think I am socially awkward, And this may be true, although I don't really notice it past the fact that I don't have many friends anymore, mostly because the more logical minds have graduated. In my future, I hope to do something of interest, although whatever careeer field I should go into I am having a very troubled time figuring out because of my eclectic interests, and joy of working alone.

But, I guess what lies in the future, is but that; the future, though sometimes I wish I could have a little guidance on what I should do, career wise, when I get older..

reply to post by Ralphy

Ok,I will bite.

My life was easy.
Father a blue collar worker,mom stayed at home.
Never went with out anything.
I learned that by working hard,I could achieve what I wanted out of life.
Accept for making the bed,which my mom always did for us.
I still catch hell from my wife about that.
But I was taught to work hard and be independent.
I did just that and never needed any help from anyone.
Now,I am passing that skill unto my kids.