Hey everyone.
I wanted to make a thread to ask you all about your past and how it effected you all, and how you dealt with it, like for example my past.
In grade school i was picked on a lot for being the loner, I was odd at times and use to draw almost every minute in class and recess, i use to read thick ass books on art topics like painting, anatomy, sculpting, drawing.
so the other guys thought i was strange and decided to be assholes about it and abuse me every day in every free moment they had. One day the came up to me at lunch and i was sitting on the steps drawing in my sketchbook, the took my book and destroyed it of corse then decided to beat me up and break 2 ribs and my hand with a broken branch from one of the trees on the playground. I was this small little kid alone in a sea of giant douchbags. so after a few weeks in the hospital, i came back to school and watched them do their thing on the playground, i didn't draw i didn't read i just watched them.
so a two weeks went by and i found out the "leader" dustin was allergic to peanuts and i had a peanut sandwich, i put two and two together and decided i wanted to kill him. i took a bit of PB from my sandwich and hid it in his ham sandwich as a thin layer he didn't know until he broke out in hives and his throat closed. I didn't know he would drop like that and it kinda weirded me out because i was thinking something else would happen like on the cartoons (duh stupid kids right) so he didn't die and no one knew it was me.
I was about 11 at the time, i still never got revenge on all of them but the revenge i got on dustin is hanging in the trophy case of my mind every time someone thinks about giving me shit. i think about him laying there gasping for air. that was the first time i picked up for myself.