I was fairly quiet and played by myself a lot. Pretty creative and sensitive; liked artwork, making up one-person games to entertain myself, and became very emotionally attached to the pets of everyone I knew. I had a petty theft problem as a kid because I'd ask my parents for something, they'd say no, but I wanted it so I'd just take it. I didn't really make the connection between paying for something and taking something because, but but but I
want it.

I also terrified my parents because I'd get adventurous when we were out in public and wander off by myself. I used to think it was hilarious to play hide and seek in the mall. After the first few heart attacks, I was put on a leash.
I was bullied a lot because I have Tourette's and I was different -- when kids were hostile towards me, I skipped the whining of "leave me alooooone!" and punched them in their little fucking faces.

I got blamed for the fighting a lot (by the teachers, not my parents) because I usually threw the first punch. I could be pretty forceful too. I'd get ideas in my head that "this swing is mine" or "this seat is mine" so when some other kid was in my spot I'd walk up and say "Get. Out. Of. My. Spot."