yeah. i get that it's pointless, but. i don't know a lot about who i am. i grew up with my grandma, and i loved her very much, but she was all i ever had. i went to school for a few years when i was little, but then i was taken out and taught at home. she kicked me out of her house when i was around 15, and then she died before we could patch things up. i had a therapist for a while to help me deal with her death, but it didn't work out. i tried to start a relationship with my dad, but he was horrible to me. really, really horrible. and then i was ported in. i haven't had the time to make real friends, or figure out who i want to be, or what i want to do when i'm older. figuring out what i want might make me more... i don't know. happy? even if it's only for a little while. even if i forget.
[ oooooor something. he's actually a little embarrassed saying this shit, because reggie's too cool for things like self-doubt and emotions and talking about his problems and his feelings is just... immature, maybe. he feels like reggie's going to be weirded out or judge him for saying the things he's saying. michael scratches his fingers through his hair and moves on. ]
sorry. anyway. you're right, ok. let's just make this a really good night, yeah? if i don't see you laugh until you cry at least once tonight i'm gonna take it as a personal failure.
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i get that it's pointless, but.
i don't know a lot about who i am. i grew up with my grandma, and i loved her very much, but she was all i ever had. i went to school for a few years when i was little, but then i was taken out and taught at home. she kicked me out of her house when i was around 15, and then she died before we could patch things up.
i had a therapist for a while to help me deal with her death, but it didn't work out. i tried to start a relationship with my dad, but he was horrible to me. really, really horrible.
and then i was ported in.
i haven't had the time to make real friends, or figure out who i want to be, or what i want to do when i'm older.
figuring out what i want might make me more... i don't know.
happy?
even if it's only for a little while. even if i forget.
[ oooooor something. he's actually a little embarrassed saying this shit, because reggie's too cool for things like self-doubt and emotions and talking about his problems and his feelings is just... immature, maybe. he feels like reggie's going to be weirded out or judge him for saying the things he's saying. michael scratches his fingers through his hair and moves on. ]
sorry. anyway.
you're right, ok.
let's just make this a really good night, yeah? if i don't see you laugh until you cry at least once tonight i'm gonna take it as a personal failure.