>>301688I didn't respond immediately, because honestly I have nothing to add aside from my own nonsensical rants about determinism as if prompted by part of what you wrote.
I've done a lot of self reflecting over the years, retelling my life to myself, sometimes others and drawing a straight line from birth to today with all the the influences both internal and external.
I know this sounds like an eternal victimhood, but I seek no pity. I hope people here will understand.
I wholeheartedly believe at every step of the way I made the absolute best decision, the optimal choice, the correct path.
That is, given my understanding at the time, my abilities at the time, my options at the time as influenced by my biology and past experiences up until the point of each decision.
Some things we are predisposed to by birth, most others are a result of experiences warping us.
Like a machine that learns a new algorithm after a traumatic event, new heuristics to apply to decisions.
You know how people learn not to touch the stove after being burnt once as a kid.
This extends to more complex behavior as well.
I agree with your assertions if I understood them correctly. The normal had positive experiences enhancing them, us, we either had negative ones or simply a lack.
Some wizards are like this without major trauma.
Your post made me realize that just by lacking the positive reinforcements one might still be warped in such a way.
One thing is for certain, most of us I believe have been rejected by life in some way, the rest probably rejected life themselves for their own reasons.
I relate a lot to what you write about being uncomfortable in your skin since day one. I was born quite premature, my birth and subsequent survival can be considered a "miracle of modern medicine".
Maybe that is part of it.
I always felt quite empty and foreign. I made many attempts at fitting in, but I was rejected by both kin and outsiders alike.
It was made extremely clear in my youth that I am not wanted, that there was something fundamentally wrong with me.
At times I had a "friend" mostly one guy that somehow tolerated me, but often this didn't last.
They weren't like me, just tolerated me out of pity or whatever soon to be discarded due to social pressure. You know, as the guy is normal and interacts with the rest of the community, while I'm the unwanted attachment made obviously clear to them…
Either way, I never quite figured out what the issue is. Nobody told me either.
I'm not hideous, I don't say offensive things, I tried to be polite, I tried to be a clown, I tried many things.
>I was a happy child in school surrounded by peers and friends and must've felt an innate subconscious ease about life, even as an eight year old.I somehow never had this, yet I still view my younger self as more happy, still able to feel joy.
At the age I would feel sad and even despair every night, but I still had hope. Maybe if I do something else they would like me… I was ignorant enough to keep the hope.
>Growing up stole my humanity and I've been a do-nothing isolated wreck since.I wonder what can be done about this though, because I feel like the damage has been done and it also seems irreparable.
Like some plastic chair with a leg that buckled and bent once. It will always bend and buckle at that damaged part no matter what. You can reinforce it sure, but it will never be the same.
Not to mention as an adult there isn't much you can do. Most communities and connections are set in stone at this time.
I'm not even sure I want them anymore either.
If the social validation, the world and people around you providing context to your existence is the key to prosperity as you seem to indicate, then I'll just come out and say we are absolutely fucked.
The context provided is that all struggle is futile and I am not wanted or needed.
Giving up goes against instincts. Even understanding all this. Accepting your fate like this feels like being a terminal patient waiting for demise trying to come to terms with it.
You can delude yourself with whatever copes you desire, but the subconscious knows what's going on and sees through it.
It's hard to accept such things…
Sorry for the long pointless rant, especially if I misunderstood parts of what you wrote and misappropriated your thoughts imposing my own.