I was a Depressed Child.....how bout you?

[chloe]

What kind of kid were you, how does your family describe you were as a child when telling about you to "outsiders" of the family?

[chloe]

My family says I was so quiet at times they wondered where I was, when I got a little older they said I was funny.:rolleyes:

[Kathianne]

I was the problem child. Had to have my way and my brother would go along with me, it helped that he was 18 months younger than me. We always had 'chores.' One of which was to wash, dry, and put away the dishes. I hated washing, the rule was 'every other night.' I found that by threatening to throw up when putting my hands in the water, he'd wash. Needless to say, that worked. ;)

When he was 7 and I turning 9, we went to Sear's with my mom. There were these really cute ear muffs, powder blue. I wanted them, my mom said, 'We'll see.' I threw a fit. She tried to calm me down, then we left without buying anything. A couple weeks later, I went into one of my desk drawers, and there were the earmuffs! I ran and hugged my mom! My brother and dad went to Sear's that night and returned the earmuffs. The security guard explained that while he was too little to go to jail, my dad could, as he was responsible. I think that's when law enforcement became part of his life!

:laugh2:

[SassyLady]

Well....got my face slapped a few times for being "smart-mouthed". My siblings would say I was a bitch ... was the oldest of seven and always had to take care of everyone else. Parents were alcoholics so I had to be the parent. Teachers and school chums would probably describe me as shy, smart and responsible.

It wasn't until I was in my 40's that I was diagnosed as clinically depressed, with PTSD and hyper-vigilant ... from being sexually and physically abused as a kid. Once I discovered Ambien things really changed; able to get a good night's sleep, and symptoms are minimum.

[Abbey]

I think my parents would be hard-pressed to describe me as a child at all. They didn't seem very interested.
I was the baby- two older brothers.
Shy. Read a lot; spent a ton of my time at the local library (Sir Evil is right again!)
Catholic schools 3rd-12th grades. Failed penmanship in 5th grade.
Grew up in the projects in the Bronx, so going out to play was always a little scary. Between that, and the Hispanics always sexually taunting, I learned to be practically invisible.
One parent was physically abusive to all three of us. Regularly. (Proud to say that when I became a mom, I broke the abuse cycle).

I guess that doesn't sound like much fun, but we did play lots of games together, and I learned to be street-wise; a valuable talent.

[chloe]

I was the problem child. Had to have my way and my brother would go along with me, it helped that he was 18 months younger than me. We always had 'chores.' One of which was to wash, dry, and put away the dishes. I hated washing, the rule was 'every other night.' I found that by threatening to throw up when putting my hands in the water, he'd wash. Needless to say, that worked. ;)

When he was 7 and I turning 9, we went to Sear's with my mom. There were these really cute ear muffs, powder blue. I wanted them, my mom said, 'We'll see.' I threw a fit. She tried to calm me down, then we left without buying anything. A couple weeks later, I went into one of my desk drawers, and there were the earmuffs! I ran and hugged my mom! My brother and dad went to Sear's that night and returned the earmuffs. The security guard explained that while he was too little to go to jail, my dad could, as he was responsible. I think that's when law enforcement became part of his life!

:laugh2:


OHHH I loved your memory, it made me crackup, I was thin king about how when my kids were little I used to read them a story called , "mama, do you love me?" and in it the little girl was a nonny and she liked to imagine doing mischievious things and then would ask her mom if she did this or that would she still love her:laugh2: I think it reminded me of the story because the little girl wore earmuffs as she was from alaska.

[chloe]

Well....got my face slapped a few times for being "smart-mouthed". My siblings would say I was a bitch ... was the oldest of seven and always had to take care of everyone else. Parents were alcoholics so I had to be the parent. Teachers and school chums would probably describe me as shy, smart and responsible.

It wasn't until I was in my 40's that I was diagnosed as clinically depressed, with PTSD and hyper-vigilant ... from being sexually and physically abused as a kid. Once I discovered Ambien things really changed; able to get a good night's sleep, and symptoms are minimum.

Our childhoods were similiar, only I am the baby in my family and i was very quiet I blended in, I was pretty obediant as a child. My sister was the lippy one in our family.

Did you family make white rice with milk melted butter and sugar for dinner? When I was little my best friend came from a family of 7 and thats what they had constantly for dinner LOL>:laugh2:

[Kathianne]

OHHH I loved your memory, it made me crackup, I was thin king about how when my kids were little I used to read them a story called , "mama, do you love me?" and in it the little girl was a nonny and she liked to imagine doing mischievious things and then would ask her mom if she did this or that would she still love her:laugh2: I think it reminded me of the story because the little girl wore earmuffs as she was from alaska.

While I was a brat at home, not to mention pretty manipulative with my brother and dad, I was very quiet outside of there. In fact at school was a selective mute. Really. Like Abbey I was very much into reading, much more than television. The only shows I have some real recollection of was The Man From UNCLE and Dark Shadows; Laugh In when a bit older, then Saturday Night Live. Other than those? Not too much.

I had one good friend from the time I was 3, we're still BFF's. ;)

[chloe]

I think my parents would be hard-pressed to describe me as a child at all. They didn't seem very interested.
I was the baby- two older brothers.
Shy. Read a lot; spent a ton of my time at the local library (Sir Evil is right again!)
Catholic schools 3rd-12th grades. Failed penmanship in 5th grade.
Grew up in the projects in the Bronx, so going out to play was always a little scary. Between that, and the Hispanics always sexually taunting, I learned to be practically invisible.
One parent was physically abusive to all three of us. Regularly. (Proud to say that when I became a mom, I broke the abuse cycle).

I guess that doesn't sound like much fun, but we did play lots of games together, and I learned to be street-wise; a valuable talent.

I would never have thought you grew up in the rought neighborhoods, you seem so Poised, full of grace and gentle.

I was shy as a kid too, introverted and in my own world of daydreams (some things never change eh?)

That's so neat how you ovecame great obstacles and broke the family cycle of abuse.:salute:

[ConHog]

I was the kid that at best was forgotten about, and at worst was picked on, until I joined the National Guard and turned into a man who knew that I didn't have to take shit off of anyone. My life truly sucked until that decision. I sometimes wonder where I would be if I had told my recruiter no thanks.

Of course the bullying shaped my entire life. I joined the military and found that I liked , no make that LOVE to be the person who finds someone who is bullying another and slaps the shit out of them just to see how they like it.

[chloe]

I was the kid that at best was forgotten about, and at worst was picked on, until I joined the National Guard and turned into a man who knew that I didn't have to take shit off of anyone. My life truly sucked until that decision. I sometimes wonder where I would be if I had told my recruiter no thanks.

Of course the bullying shaped my entire life. I joined the military and found that I liked , no make that LOVE to be the person who finds someone who is bullying another and slaps the shit out of them just to see how they like it.

My oldest kid was bullied and as a mom its heart wrenching I felt so powerless because I worked as a single mom and couldnt always be there when she went through horrible taunting and ridicule.

[logroller]

I don't know how my family would have describe me as a child. Now they say I'm smart and funny. My mother was over-protective, so I was a bit of a recluse-- spent my time playing with legos, taking stuff apart and reading non-fiction (mostly encyclopedias). I got picked on a lot by older kids, mostly for using big words.(Something I still get teased for) As a result, I became shy and introverted. I think I found humor allowed me to avoid confrontation. It worked for the most part, as I was 30 years old before I got into a fight. (If you could call getting jumped while I was dragging my friend, drunk and talking shit, to the car a fight) Interestingly, my mother had no problem with me hanging out girls, so I spent most of my time doing that. In high school, I had quite a few friends with benefits, but only two girlfriends. Not surprisingly, I rejected all that when I went away to college, joined a fraternity, partied hard and flunked out, (3 times from two colleges). Luckily, fate would smile upon me and I would meet my wife, who would give inspiration and purpose. I'm still trying to figure out what I give her, other than three beautiful kids, which she gets most of the credit for. Anyhow, I'm glad people come forth to share their stories here; I think everybody has those not so great aspects of their life, it's what drives us to be better.

[gabosaurus]

I was really shy and quiet up until 9th grade or so. I pretty much had to be. I was everything that was unpopular in high school -- short, plain, flat chested and nerdy. My two best friends pulled me out of it. They were both extroverted and wanted to make the most of high school. So I went way over to the other side and became a wild party girl for a while. That wasn't me either.
I was a bipolar kid who didn't realize it until it beat me over the head and knocked me down in college.

[chloe]

I was really shy and quiet up until 9th grade or so. I pretty much had to be. I was everything that was unpopular in high school -- short, plain, flat chested and nerdy. My two best friends pulled me out of it. They were both extroverted and wanted to make the most of high school. So I went way over to the other side and became a wild party girl for a while. That wasn't me either.
I was a bipolar kid who didn't realize it until it beat me over the head and knocked me down in college.

You did real well for yourself and overcame alot.:cool:

[ConHog]

I was really shy and quiet up until 9th grade or so. I pretty much had to be. I was everything that was unpopular in high school -- short, plain, flat chested and nerdy. My two best friends pulled me out of it. They were both extroverted and wanted to make the most of high school. So I went way over to the other side and became a wild party girl for a while. That wasn't me either.
I was a bipolar kid who didn't realize it until it beat me over the head and knocked me down in college.

Short, plain, nerdy, AND flat chested? RAWR.

[SassyLady]

Our childhoods were similiar, only I am the baby in my family and i was very quiet I blended in, I was pretty obediant as a child. My sister was the lippy one in our family.

Did you family make white rice with milk melted butter and sugar for dinner? When I was little my best friend came from a family of 7 and thats what they had constantly for dinner LOL>:laugh2:

OMG ... I thought we were the only ones that did that! Everything came from the welfare office...the rice, the butter, the powdered milk, sugar ... we would also put some cinnamon on it. When you have seven kids it goes a long way ... we had it for breakfast a lot. For dinner we had cornbread and milk.

Oh, and we didn't call it dinner .... it was supper.

[chloe]

OMG ... I thought we were the only ones that did that! Everything came from the welfare office...the rice, the butter, the powdered milk, sugar ... we would also put some cinnamon on it. When you have seven kids it goes a long way ... we had it for breakfast a lot. For dinner we had cornbread and milk.

Oh, and we didn't call it dinner .... it was supper.

nope:laugh2:

[KartRacerBoy]

Youngest of three. Two older sisters, a year and two years older than me. I learned early that girls are inherently evil. Probably the one story I believe from the bible! One sister would make me play Barbies (usually about a half an hour) before we played cars and trucks outside in the dirt for hours. Ken doll would regulary get his ass kicked by GI Joe with the Kung Fu grip! And the Barbies usually lost limbs to Tonka truck accidents. Years later my sister said "Of course I didn't really like playing Barbies. I just LOVED making you play Barbie!"

[fj1200]

I just LOVED making you play Barbie!"

That explains the toes.

[KartRacerBoy]

That explains the toes.

You are such a jealous bitch, fj. :lol:

[cadet]

My family would say I stood up for my family, my friends, but not myself.
Basically, I almost beat the crud out of some kid when I was 5 because he was picking on my sister.


I'd say I was quiet, anti-social, and a doormat for my "friends."
was this way all the way up till my sophomore year in high school.
that's when i took my dads advice, told all those so called "friends" they were a-holes, and that I hated them all. Made new friends, and now you couldn't get me to shut up if you tried ;)

[CSM]

Second oldest. I guess my family would say I was the comic. Pretty much an independent spirit. Played outside ALL the time; did lots of hunting and fishing from the time I was twelve. Liked to read a lot, mostly science fiction. I wasn't a "social outcast" but did prefer to do my own thing. Girls were just strange but fascinatiing creatures and I was pretty shy around them. Homelife was stable and definitely not abusive. We were dirt poor but always managed to have plenty to eat and durable if not fashionable clothes on our backs. I was a poor student in high school because I just didn't care about things like algebra and biology. Hated French class the most. Joined the Army at 17 and found my calling. Loved being a soldier.

[DragonStryk72]

What kind of kid were you, how does your family describe you were as a child when telling about you to "outsiders" of the family?

I disassembled stuff as a kid, locks, whatever I could pry apart or use my little fingernails to loosen the screws on. One time I actually disassembled the tv, back when it still had glass tubes in the back, and yes, I got those too, apparently. It took my mom all day to get the thing back together

[logroller]

I disassembled stuff as a kid, locks, whatever I could pry apart or use my little fingernails to loosen the screws on. One time I actually disassembled the tv, back when it still had glass tubes in the back, and yes, I got those too, apparently. It took my mom all day to get the thing back together

Oh yea! Me too. I'll never forget the time I disassembled a camera and when I cut the wires to the flash capacitor, it flashed alright-- I saw spots for a day.:laugh:

I was alawys a bit of a loner, playing endlessly in my room with legos or watching TV while reading encyclopedias-- I'm a huge nerd.

[DragonStryk72]

Oh yea! Me too. I'll never forget the time I disassembled a camera and when I cut the wires to the flash capacitor, it flashed alright-- I saw spots for a day.:laugh:

I was alawys a bit of a loner, playing endlessly in my room with legos or watching TV while reading encyclopedias-- I'm a huge nerd.

legos were the BEST though! I accidentally trapped myself in a lego village I was building at one point, because I kept building around, and lost track of time.