What were you like as a kid? Were you a happy kid, or angry? Did you stand up for yourself? Were you easy to get along with? Did you have a lot of friends or enemies? What kind of things did you like as a kid? What kind of obsessions did you have? What were your hobbies? What kind of games did you play? Did you believe in magic? Do you have any fun or interesting stories?
And, of course, do you think how you acted as a kid reflects who you are now?
I'll start with a few random facts about myself as a kid. I was a major little punk. Not exactly a brat, but I was full of myself and utterly convinced I was always in the right. Pretty typical elementary school "everything revolves around me," mentality. I've grown out of that, thankfully.
I could also be a bully. I got bored easily, and I would pick fights for literally no other reason. Everyone being nice to each other bored me. I still have that tendency, but I recognize it now and suppress it. If I get bored by everyone being nice and not engaging in horrible drama, I'll do something else.
As a bully, I got into a lot of fights. I won most of the fights I got into, save for the time I picked a fight with a guy who was much bigger than me. I lost that one. I deserved it, but it still annoys me that I lost.
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I think my biggest problem as a kid-and every kid has this to some degree-is that I had intense emotions and no inhibitory control. I got angry really easily, and could do nothing about it. I remember my brother pissing me off, and I raised my hand to hit him. My mother told me something along the lines of "if you hit him, you will be punished/I will do something you don't like." She was staring right at me.
I hit him anyway.
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That problem is gone-my emotions now are nowhere near as intense as they were when I was young. I pretty much coast on "neutral" constantly.
As a kid, I had a few friends. I still remember my closest friend in third grade, who when I look back now, probably had an alcoholic mother. Whenever I was over at his house, his mother would be asleep in the bedroom with her door closed, and the house was always filthy. His parents were divorced, and he moved away at the end of the year.
One of my friends and I loved making up stories with action figures and stuffed animals and the like. I think that caused a lot of my interest in writing and creating stories-nothing was more fun than making up a story and a world with the toys you had as a kid. Even our marbles were "actually" a herd of horses or something that lived in the great plains (aka the carpet).
The other friend I had was more of an engineer type. He had really rich parents with a huge yard, and we would make random contraptions-our best one was the "flying machine" which was a backpack attached to a rope slung over a tree limb. One of us would put on the backpack, the other would pull the rope. We basically "invented" a pulley that got the other person five inches or so off the ground and really hurt their shoulders.
Another good friend of mine I met at camp. We decided that since the girl's bathroom had "Bloody Mary," we had "Bloody Ben," and we would discover the secret of Bloody Ben. He was also the friend who locked a bunch of girls in the bathroom when they went in to summon Bloody Mary. I still remember them screaming and banging on the door to get out. It was mean, but so damn hilarious.
Anyway, that's enough from me. What about you guys?