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Why I am intelligent. It's because I'm desperate and passionate.

Ever since I was born, I have been in a difficult place and had no talent to escape. I have no talent for speaking, no talent for thinking and no talent for anything really. Every skill I develop seems to only be so developed because I lack so much to begin with. I learnt to manage with pain as I had chronic pain as an adolescent. I learnt to cook because I got gerd. I learnt to speak through books because I had no one to teach me.

Every skill in school I learnt, failed and had to take remediation classes with increased homework loads. My knowledge on the body comes from mines own failings. My exercise rutene is born from horrible recovery ability of weeks at a time.

I learnt everything I had to because I was desperate and passionate to change. For more then 20 years this feeling has existed and will continue to exist. I think it's made me a bit mad. There was no better way. So, I lack interest in some people who fail to understand the true immensity of my words. I struggle with relationships because my story is passionate and desperate. And our commonalities seem to diverge at that crucial point. Life, it looks very different between me and some folk.
matureaura · 41-45, F
Depth to these words.

 
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