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the world (or existence) was made for me, when out of my view, it wasn't real. people in my world were my creation, reacting to my will. funny, that freaud guy wrote about me in his book "civilization and its discontents"
When i was little i used to think that i was the only normal person in this world and that my parents weren't my true parents and that my real ones were in jail cause they got a child that was normal. and that every time i started coming close to someone they would say, "look meagan's coming!" and quickly put their human mask on. i have no idea where that one came from. :)
I used to think that the whole world was being watched constantly by a super-human force and i always wondered what they thought of me. I wish that i could still think that (not that I don't)
I used to believe that I was Stevie Wonder when I was about five. I was a little hazy about why I lived with my parents but was still convinced. When I found out he was blind I was so upset because I really liked to see.
When I was a very little, before i started school I truly believed that the whole world or at least what I knew of the world revolved around me. I thought that everything only happened when I was around. I thought when I wasn't there everthing just stopped. One day I stayed home from school and I was shocked and horrified to find out that cartoons were still going on on TV while I was not home. I found out the truth. I ended up with a kind of obsession for a short while of trying to find out what my mom and everyone else did when i was not there. If they were having fun without me.
A friend and i had this secret world where we were both sci-fi superhero things with jetpacks and lasers and stuff. We alwways took plot ideas from pc games and things. we kinda stopped doing it in year five but sumtimes we play it together
I used to believe that all the people in this world are making some conspiracies against me. I am aHERO and allother people are Villians.
I used to wonder if I might be an alien from another planet, and my whole life is just a really long, detailed dream that I'm having, and when I die, I'll wake up as the alien, then tell the other aliens alllll about the dream (there'd be a lot to tell). I'm still not sure if that could be true...
You know those planes that you see high in the sky on clear, starry nights, and they give off flashing red and blue lights? This could only confuse me--- the stupid and unbelievably gullible little Star Trek fanatic when I was about age 9-10. I was SURE that the plane and it's flashing lights was USS Enterprise from far far away!! Being such a fanatical dork, I believed that I was once an honored member on the Enterprise, and for reasons unknown was left behind on a mission, and stranded on earth! (My life sucked at this era in my life anyways) However, whenever I saw a flashing plane go by, i would shout, hoot and holler, and wave my hands in the air like a moron--- hopeful that captain Kirk would see me from way high in the sky. No matter how much my parents tried to disuade me from this bizzar phase, I would just tell myself--- "They're just jealous" Surely they knew of my past "greatness". One day, I got myself embarrased one camping trip when we were in the country in a HUGE field. I saw one of the planes go by again, and this time it was a lot lower to the ground. I started to run after it like I was crazy--- tripping over myself, and yelling at the top of my lungs. I only succeded in falling into a marsh, and getting massive poison ivy. Everyone laughed thier asses of when I said "I was sure Kirk could see me, he was just ignoring me." They still tease me abou it to this day; pointing at flashing planes, and telling me "There's your destiny!!! Go get it!!!! You ARE the space MASTER!!!--- I THINK I CAN SEE CAPTAIN KIRK FROM HERE!!!" They usually get a whack in the groin.
Up until the age of 8 or so I was convinced that colors where either male or female. For example pink was clearly female in my mind and blue was male. The even stranger part was that I thought some colors were "confused" and didn't know which sex they wanted to be ... red for example was one that could never exactly decide if it was male or female.
Between the ages of 6-12 I had a fervant belief that I would be a rare survivor in some sort of post-apocolyptic scenario. The scenaro often changed- post-nuclear, post-disease, post-evacuation to remote area, post-whatever.
I had plans laid out for every imaginable scenario. I had itineries. I researched things likie edible plants, and home-made medicines, how to make traps and how to generate electricity.
I really felt it was my destiny.
On several occasions I was even convinced that the end was neigh and the world would change that night, next week, before my next birthday et cetera.
Even now I like to make sure I have bottled water, hypothermia blankets, and long-life dried food around.... just in case.
In the fourth grade my best friend Danielle and I were desperate to be different. So instead of being called Sami and Dani - our nicknames - we started calling ourselves Zani and Zami, insisting that we were from the planet Iggy and were dropped off on our parents' doorsteps as babies. And when people called us strange we argued and said we were merely wierd and calling us strange was purely and insult to our nature and home-planet.
i once thought that i was a bird because my mummy called be chirpy and it is sooooo confuseing!! please help me in this rough time i am
When I was younger I used to think when I went to bed everyone in the world met up and would talk about me behind my back. And they were all in this secret society I didn't know about. Weird I know.. They all lived around me..
When I was little, I believe that whenever I wore a dress I was a girl, and whenever I wore pants I was a boy. So whenever I wore a dress at school, I would go in the girl's bathroom and when I wore pants I would go in the boy's bathroom. Everyone tried to tell me I was wrong, but I wouldn't believe them. Thankfully I don't do that any more, or I'd be best friends with the principal!
As a child (7-9 years old), I became obsessed with evenness. Every move I did, every step I took, every shot I took in a video game, I always had to make sure I did it an even number of times. It took me, get this, TWO YEARS to break the habit. And even then it wasn't completely broken. When I was doing this, it ruled my actions so much that I used most of my thinking power just to make sure I'm taking an even number of steps. Sometimes (I'm 13 now) in video games, I still find myself making sure that I fire an even number of shots. I was a sad child. Very, very sad.
I still have absolutely no idea how I got it in my head that everything I did had to be even.
From the time I was about 6 to 11 I thought I was retarded and no one was telling me! I know it sounds horrible.
I used to beleive that certain people could read other peoples minds at will. So I would be sitting in a public place thinking something really inapropriate and then think oh no someones going to know I thought that, then I would get worried that if they were reading my mind, they would know I knew their secret, but they would never tell me that they knew I knew, but if I knew to much they would kill me. Then I would think I was silly for assuming people could read my minds, then realized that that is what they wanted me to think, and they were probably laughing as I confused myself.
I used to believe that I was the only real person in the world and everyone else I knew were almost like fake people. Like they didnt have brains and couldn't think...their whole lives were centered around me, since I was the only one with a brain and could think.
Its a wonder I'm not the most self-centered person in the world
i uesd to believe that princesses in nice dresses were my long lost realatives that wanted to make me pretty too.