High Functioning Autism, and being a nerd in the late 90's and early 2000's was a bitch. Being teased, mocked, ridiculed your whole life and constantly being told it was your fault when you didn't do a damn thing was a regular occurrence for little ol' me...and nowhere was it more present than during this time of the year... Valentine's Day.
The time of love as some would say...for myself however it was a time of pain and suffering. Where I would be made to think that either my crush would finally notice and like me, or that a girl would actually show some interest in dating me...only for it to be a total ruse and I would be the butt of everyone's joke.
This happened ALL THE GODDAMN TIME. Every single year I was in school with no exceptions. My formative years were the absolute fucking worst and a lot of things stuck with me. My utter hatred of Valentine's Day being the one that stuck the longest.
Will it ever be fixed? Doubt it. Single for the past decade + has only made the hatred stronger...plus with the shit love life I have, I'm not optimistic in the slightest.
Going off the air,
Miguel O.
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