Unless you're some of the people on here, then you have many names and if you're jay you manage to tarnish all of them.
I was born a month late by emergency C-section as I'd wrapped my umbilical cord around my neck and was chokeing to death. 10 weeks later we moved to england where we spent the next year. I remember none of this. As I aged I behaved for the most part but quickly learned that my parents always wanted to believe the best of me and found how to use this fact to my advantage. The first time I ever told my mom that I loved her I immediatly followed it up with a request for candy.
I always made friends easily but also made enemies and was picked on during early elementary school. At age 7 we moved to indonesia where I spent the next three years attending a prestigous international school and travelling the world with my parents. At this school I learned the value of intelligence, if you're smarter then someone you're better then them.
When we moved back home from indonesia I went into a public school. I found that the suite of social skills I'd cultivated in a private school didn't apply any more. I collected one friend at school and a small handful outside of school. The next year, grade 6, my one friend in school transfered and I was left with people who tried to bully me. I spent part of the year dealing with that and then made the discovery that I could deflect attention from me onto another unpopular kid. I became one of his worst tormentors and found a form of acceptence in the group.
The next year I entered middle school and was joined by one of my friends from a different school. I quickly formed other friendships amoungst the outcast types and persisted amoungst them for the rest of my school career. Though I no longer had any real issues with bullies.
In grade 9 I got together with my ex gf and we stayed together until a year ago.
And thats pretty much my childhood.
I can get along with anyone now, I just wasn't used to crafting new masks on the fly yet and ended up with those I could make the quickest alterations to fit. Even after I could've left them I had a loyal following and saw no reason to.
Which relationship do you mean? My ex? This is detailed on another post but as I'm not sure which one I will reiterate. I had anger issues and got violent sometimes. I hit her a few times. I hadn't had a violent outburst for over a year but she never got over it and ended up leaving me for a friend of hers. The breakup was very civil, neither of us actually disliked the other. Then she was being stubborn about getting a book of mine back from her father in law and I got pissed and told her it was her fault her father killed himself, which had only happened about a month before this. We haven't spoken since.