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A Summary of Me
AUTHORS NOTE: I have no clue what category to shoehorn this in. I was hoping to find a place to vent a little and talk a bit about the past. idk. I'll just do relationship for now. I guess this is relationship with myself? Sounds like narcissism with extra steps...
I'm completely new to the writing community, despite having dabbled in the art off and on for years. I am by no means a professional, and I don't know the proper chains to go through even if I felt I had the capacity.
Some may think it arrogant, or conceited, while others might not care, or may even be genuinely interested. I understand some will agree, others may not; but good and bad, I would like to give a basic introduction to who I am as a person. I would just like a moment to talk about my interests and beliefs, and maybe vent a few frustrations. Writing is a form of expression, so it would be hypocritical to deny me at least that. Unfortunately, I have a lot to say. too much for a conversation or a short paper. I may have to put forth all my time and energy into it before I can finally get what I need for the time being out.
Also, before I start I would like to make clear that if there is any money being made on my copyright and you don't make the equivalent of $30,000; which is considered the poverty line in the United States, you have no right to profit from my pain and experiences. Likewise you don't have the right to make profit from the pain and suffering of others. If you make a CENT more than that, I will hound you for every dime you earn with my name until you donate that money to an organization or LOCAL business that stands for a righteous cause. I have lived too much of a lie to allow people to suffer and be constantly silenced as I have. This. Ends. NOW.
Now that is out of the way, I would like to talk about my interests first. I LOVE activism, space, various fields of science. I have been raised my whole life to believe that people will be compassionate, and they will usually show empathy. Videogames are another hobby of mine, as is Anime, philosophy, and quantum mechanics. (I'm dreadful at that last topic, but I still find it very fun to try to wrap my head around!)
Clearly, I like to think. I love to analyze, and I love to explain something I know, or my understanding of something. I love looking outward and looking at the prospect of what could be. I dream of man crossing into the stars, I hope to see the end of famine and war.
I was led to believe throughout my development that I had the power to change things, that I had the ability to make the world a better place in my own small way. I have always been told to live with passion, live with empathy, treat others the way you want to be treated.
But a lot of the time, it feels like people say it's a two way street, but very few actually mean that. I can't speak for everyone, but I have been dominated out of my fair share of conversation, to the extent I have become a background character in my own life. To say something either warrants no response, or a subtle look like I might possibly be insane.
Obviously that brings me to writing as a coping skill. I don't know anyone in the same boat as I am, but when I try to take a breath, or stop for a moment to organize my thoughts for the next sentence, the silence is taken advantage of and someone else jumps into the spotlight without skipping a beat, regardless if you're finished or not. It doesn't happen as much in one on one conversations, but I also understand I have a tendency to monologue about things I take passion in; just to name a few things.
Maybe if I have an outlet to talk about my feelings, I hope to monologue less, and in turn I hope to frustrate less people as well as get my thoughts out there in an understandable fashion. If I feel stressed, or backed into a corner, I buckle up, I stutter. sometimes I will raise my voice in anger or lower my voice in fear.
From being cut off, yelled at, threatened, interrupted to downright isolated, subtle glances or movements that scream discomfort to me, I have finally started to accept writing as my go to to have all my major thoughts expressed.
Sometimes I feel absolutely stupid for having not come to this realization sooner. I went through my whole life being told what to think, what to believe, how to act. I spent most of my life preparing for a career in the...
I'm completely new to the writing community, despite having dabbled in the art off and on for years. I am by no means a professional, and I don't know the proper chains to go through even if I felt I had the capacity.
Some may think it arrogant, or conceited, while others might not care, or may even be genuinely interested. I understand some will agree, others may not; but good and bad, I would like to give a basic introduction to who I am as a person. I would just like a moment to talk about my interests and beliefs, and maybe vent a few frustrations. Writing is a form of expression, so it would be hypocritical to deny me at least that. Unfortunately, I have a lot to say. too much for a conversation or a short paper. I may have to put forth all my time and energy into it before I can finally get what I need for the time being out.
Also, before I start I would like to make clear that if there is any money being made on my copyright and you don't make the equivalent of $30,000; which is considered the poverty line in the United States, you have no right to profit from my pain and experiences. Likewise you don't have the right to make profit from the pain and suffering of others. If you make a CENT more than that, I will hound you for every dime you earn with my name until you donate that money to an organization or LOCAL business that stands for a righteous cause. I have lived too much of a lie to allow people to suffer and be constantly silenced as I have. This. Ends. NOW.
Now that is out of the way, I would like to talk about my interests first. I LOVE activism, space, various fields of science. I have been raised my whole life to believe that people will be compassionate, and they will usually show empathy. Videogames are another hobby of mine, as is Anime, philosophy, and quantum mechanics. (I'm dreadful at that last topic, but I still find it very fun to try to wrap my head around!)
Clearly, I like to think. I love to analyze, and I love to explain something I know, or my understanding of something. I love looking outward and looking at the prospect of what could be. I dream of man crossing into the stars, I hope to see the end of famine and war.
I was led to believe throughout my development that I had the power to change things, that I had the ability to make the world a better place in my own small way. I have always been told to live with passion, live with empathy, treat others the way you want to be treated.
But a lot of the time, it feels like people say it's a two way street, but very few actually mean that. I can't speak for everyone, but I have been dominated out of my fair share of conversation, to the extent I have become a background character in my own life. To say something either warrants no response, or a subtle look like I might possibly be insane.
Obviously that brings me to writing as a coping skill. I don't know anyone in the same boat as I am, but when I try to take a breath, or stop for a moment to organize my thoughts for the next sentence, the silence is taken advantage of and someone else jumps into the spotlight without skipping a beat, regardless if you're finished or not. It doesn't happen as much in one on one conversations, but I also understand I have a tendency to monologue about things I take passion in; just to name a few things.
Maybe if I have an outlet to talk about my feelings, I hope to monologue less, and in turn I hope to frustrate less people as well as get my thoughts out there in an understandable fashion. If I feel stressed, or backed into a corner, I buckle up, I stutter. sometimes I will raise my voice in anger or lower my voice in fear.
From being cut off, yelled at, threatened, interrupted to downright isolated, subtle glances or movements that scream discomfort to me, I have finally started to accept writing as my go to to have all my major thoughts expressed.
Sometimes I feel absolutely stupid for having not come to this realization sooner. I went through my whole life being told what to think, what to believe, how to act. I spent most of my life preparing for a career in the...
