I am pretty successful but things almost go to the point where my life ends or nearly-ends. I don't know why. It seems,broken. Some parts of my life are sad. Some are happy. Some are rage-taking and some destroy my brain. I would want to work at Legendary Pictures,but I think I won't have a slight change. I never had learned Blender or C4D,so it would be a hard time for me and I would be voice-acting for them. That's for now.
I had a problem when I was 14 or something. The lamp didn't work at all,so I tried fixing it. An electrical accident happened. I had to go to a hospital because I was bleeding like hell. I started screaming like this: www.google.com/url?sa=t&rct=j&… for over an hour.
Later my tantrum/pain/aftermath was done,but it had consequences. My left eye inverted colors. My retina was dark grey and my iris shone blue,just like this guy: . The doctors covered my eye with a bandage.
It was stinging everytime I opened it. The next day, my class teacher called me while I was listening to him. He then asked me to take the scale that was left in his office. I took it and gave it to him. The next thing you know,BOOM. He nearly stabbed my hand with it,and it would've been so close! I was a good guy that always studies,but why did he do that? He told me to keep my arm on the table or he will call the principal. He then,again,tried stabbing my hand. But by mistake,I slapped his face. He laughed,and I was pretty frightened. AND THEN THERE'S THE FINAL CALL. He called me a "f-cking toilet" and it was A BIG MISTAKE. I was a pretty triggered kid.
I don't remember what the f-ck I did,but the kids said I opened the bandage and it was shining like hell,getting mad and trying to kill dat dude. But I didn't. They said I spared him and said to never call me that again.
My parents knew about this,and confronted the teacher. He said "No! That stupid kid did that!" My mom shouted at him,telling him to shut up and let Dad speak. The teacher then called the principal. Apparently he said "Zachary is a kid with no use. I will try to kick him out of the school." And then,a glimmer of hope came. All the kids of the school knew about the crazy maniacal teacher,and told my parents "That teacher! He did that to Zach!". My parents spared him and we moved to another school,which went smoothly.
After finishing school and college,my animation course started. I was a man for myself. But I learned it very easily. I could finally open my eyes again but it still looks like that,and bonus,my sister is now staying with me in my new house,which is pretty secret to tell.
On deviantART, mainly. They've made 28- I kid you not, 28 accounts for the sole purpose of stealing art and editing it over horrific images, like 9/11 and the holcaust. We've told him to stop but he refuses to listen.
Mine is 5. Not sure about my life. I live with a good family but I have a little tough time with autism. Just a little. Sometimes it's hard to make friends even though I know how to make friends and it can be difficult to keep a conversation going. I have two therapies speech and OT. I feel a little stress when it come to future. Not only my parents expected me to go to an university of course my siblings also. I have many friends and some are left behind due to moving to new places. I even wrote letters to my forth grade teacher which we lost contact. I do experience good times like going to Disneyland. I gotta say I'm weird but my friends accepted me for being myself. I got some ups and downs in my life. Life is a bumpy road.
I can understand and relate to that, that it's difficult to make friends. We may know how to go about it, but actually achieving it is another matter. It's also awkward keeping a conversation going when we don't have much to say, or don't know what to say.
That's not too bad, I guess. I do agree that life is a bumpy road, with many ups and downs, but if we try our best at the ups, then that's something. Have to take the good times as they are, and the bad times as learning experiences.
I've been studying Astrophysics at my university for quite some time, and have been searching for possible job locations. When I realized how many active observatories are located there, I could not imagine a better place to go!
I voted a 10. I don't believe I could go in between, because if I say that I enjoyed my life to this point, but wish this or that happened to improve it, you can't exactly at this moment understand how your desires would somehow transcend into your life improving. Most things we desire are distractions from the things we have and so very often take for granted. At the end of the day, I believe if you understand that at one point, you were not part of this world, and now you are by some miracle, chance, whatever you want to call it, you are part of this world, then that's something that we all take for granted every single day of our existence, simply because we don't know any better. We're here, we're alive, and as far as we know and comprehend this is it for us. To have a life is amazing beyond words. It's tragic that it's often thought of differently.
I could say it's a 10 based on the fact that I'm married to the love of my life, have no student loans, have a job in my field, have a loving family, have plenty of friends that want the best for me, and I'm able to do most of the things I want to do, and sure, I'd be a fool to say that I may have thought different if things haven't gone well for me, but I believe if I had a different outlook on life before I was married, before I finished school, before I moved out of my parents house, before I met some of the best friends I could have ever known, maybe my life wouldn't have turned out this way. Who knows right?
i voted 7 because i'm starting a new chapter in my life by starting college and doing something i enjoy (art). art has always soothed me and helped me through my hard times.
when i was 10, i had a brain hemorrhage resulting in a stroke around thanksgiving. i had never really put much thought into "death" or the phrase "living life to the fullest" at this point in my life because i was just a kid. i eventually had brain surgery the following year and missed several months of school. i had to shave all my hair off and had self esteem issues often because people thought i was a guy (i still do have issues with my esteem even though people don't think i look like a guy now). it wasn't common for girls to have short to no hair when i was younger so everyone just assumed i was a boy. i was already going through issues of my looks because of puberty (being short, ugly, etc.). even now i'm self conscious of my looks and weight. thankfully, no one at school made fun of me but rather sent me gifts and still accepted me for who i was (even though they were beautiful, smart, or kind) and they still do even today!
when i began high school, things were going fine during freshman year but i started to get sick and passed out often during class the following year. they did tests on me and i was diagnosed with epilepsy because of the brain damage i received from the stroke. i went through about 7 different kinds of medications with different side effects from feeling like a zombie, having allergic reactions, feeling spacey, or feeling depressed. eventually we found the best one for me and it was going okay. junior year came around and long story short, i became involved with a teacher at school (not in a sexual way okay but i did have feelings for him and he knew but he didn't feel the same but its complicated ??). i became depressed (and tbh i don't know why but they think its because i have PTSD from when i was younger and i never got the support i needed because they didn't really have it then) and he helped me through it.
i was hospitalized (3 times actually) and it really helped me. my parents were supportive in the beginning but now they are just like whatever and believe that being on medication for depression suddenly makes it all disappear. now that i'm in college, they are actually making me pay for my own books and art supplies (i'm going to an art college) and i don't have a job yet (i still deal with major depression so its hard to get a job)...i have less than $1000 to pay for things i need and food (mainly why i want to start commissions). they are also trying to put my sister through college and our tuition put together is about $90k a year and we only get about $2k in assistance from the government. my parents yell at me for no reason (mainly my dad) and threatens me in public and it makes me feel like shit but then i think about all the art i've made and how i make people happy. i voted 7 because even though my life is bad now, i'm the person i am today because of all those experiences and i can try to make other people's lives better since people deserve happiness. i want people to realize not to take their lives for granted and take every opportunity you can!!
p.s. sorry that this is long but i want people to really appreciate life y'know?
Art is pretty awesome, regarding its therapeutic application.
That sounds horrible. =/ Do you know what caused the brain hemorrhage?
I can relate with people thinking I was of the male species. My mother always had my hair cut short, and I was frequently mistaken for a boy. It probably doesn't help that I look like my dad.
Anyway, when I was in University, I donated my hair to charity and shared off the rest of my head. It's quite liberating, in many ways.
That's awesome to hear! The generosity of some people can be pretty astounding.
Often, medication only treats the symptoms of depression, rather than the cause. They say that medication, coupled with therapy, is more effective than just medication alone.
I think it's a good thing that they are making you pay for your books and art supplies. Around College is the time that we should be learning independence. We should be getting part-time jobs, if only because it will help our resumes and show that we can do more. Having a job also keeps life realistic, in terms of expectations of the 'real world' and so on. As an adult, we won't always have the luxury of depending on our parents, and we shouldn't be depending on them when we have the physical means and ability to support them instead. At a certain point, there comes a time where we'll have to support our parents, and not take as much from them. Instead, we need to focus on giving back, especially after all the time, effort, money, etc. they've put into us.
Getting a job is difficult, regardless of everything else. A person may have depression, or they may be going through abuse at home, or they may need to support their family. Whatever it is, a job is still difficult to get, but that's why the earlier you get one, the better it is. The longer you leave it off, the more difficult it is, because if you're 25 and you still don't have a job and haven't had one ever, that says a lot more than an 18 year old who has had a job.
My mother yelled at me a lot, but, looking back, it was just her way of handling things.
7 seems quite optimistic, after everything you've been through and everything you're going through right now.
Here's hoping that life gets better for you! When I was younger, my psychology teacher said that our history doesn't have to define us, and that life can get better. For my part, life is a lot better.