I was (still am) the weirdest child on the planet.

I started philosophizing at 4.
My mom was teaching my to read a colander, and i noticed sometimes there were squares with no numbers. So these couldn't be days, but then how did they get on the calendar?
So I would look at the month before, and after. And came to the only logical conclusion.
We just sleep for 3 days between the 30th and the 1st. And sense were asleep, there is no need to number those days!

lol

I also used to think water (sense you could see through it) could go through everything as if it were like Gumby or something. But then I had to explain how it got to threw the pipes. So, of course, the pipes has plastic lined in them. (I know it couldn’t go threw plastic because of a swimming pool I had)

I also used to think we lived 2 lives, 1 when we to sleep, we were really just waking up in a parallel universe, and when that us went to sleep, we were waking up here. That was my explanation for dreams, that we could only remember bits and pieces from our alternate lives in a strange world.

Anyone else have any off the wall explanations for stuff when they were kids?

Oh, OK! Cool!
-Sunset

You too! Send me a NOISEmail anytime.

Puffin, When I saw your post I was like 'Oh! That's me!' I'm even nervous about that Math grade I recieved... I'm about to puke... anyway.

I don't know anyone either, all of my friends don't like to talk about that stuff. My Dad doesn't even like it. He thinks I belong in the nut house.

I hope everything works out for you. You'll be OK.
-Sunset

Aw, Sunset, you don't know how glad I am to know I'm not the only one! I don't know any other people in real life who have my disorders, so it's really difficult for me to talk about them with anyone. I feel like everyone will think I'm crazy.

I identify with lots of the stuff you experience. I always, always feel that people are watching me through the window. And I often think I "hear" people breaking into the house. In my case, I will hide in the closet under the stairs for a half hour or an hour, until my fears die down. I also start planning my escape route.

One of the scariest was when I was convinced that a certain person was going to try to kill me. I knew him really well, but I had to plan how I was going to kill him in defense, just in case. I was terrified.

I'm currently on two medications for anxiety and one for paranoia and related disorders. My doctor's still tinkering with them, so hopefully he'll eventually find something that works for me.

Also, If I'm home alone, I make sure my Dad leaves the TV on down stairs, I have to have the stereo on up stairs and the TV on upstairs even if I'm not watching it. There has to be some kind of noise or I freak out. If I'm in the shower I think people are looking through the window so I take a shower in like 5 seconds and run out.

There are wolves the come in my back yard and I start to freak out thinking they're going to come in the house or something. Or go in my Dad's office that is outside in the garage.

If there is any noise when I'm home alone that isn't from the TV or stereo I think someone's trying to break in the house and I grab the phone and go in my room and sit behind the door.


-Sunset

puffin, I have an anxiety disorder too. I'm confused though, my doctor used 'fancy terms' that I really didn't understand, all I know is that I don't have enough GSL in my brain. I don't take meds.

Well, I check EVERYTHING over, and over, and over again. Like, my appearance, my bookbag, my allergy meds. ect. I'm nervous over everything, if I have to do something like, after school, I get nervous and stare at the clock. I jitter, drum my fingers, kick my legs, scracth myself, ect. I can't stay still for anything.

On this post I'll check it over three times to make sure I didn't make any mistakes. I make sure everything in my house is locked, I do that about 5 times before I'm happy, and than when I go to bed, I think I forgot something like homework, a lock, ect. So I check it over again.

I can't leave the house if I don't check things over, it get's annoying. I'm afraid of people.

Don't ask me why, I have no idea.

Another reason why I'm weird.
-Sunset

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I am and always have been an artistic kid,and when i was little i used to think songs were just floating in some magical place waiting for people to write them lol

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I used to think that every single note was being produced perpetually by the universe itself, and if you tuned into the right frequencies you could hear any song at any time. And I could literally hear songs. But now I think they may have been audial hallucinations. I can still hear songs once in a while for no apparent reason, but it's rarer.

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I used to be compulsive and symmetric when I was little. If I ever did something with my right arm, I'd have to do it with my left arm, too. Needless to say, that got old really fast.

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Does that fall under OCD? Because that's what I have. Mine's not quite like that though.

For one, I check my pill box compulsively because I always feel like I've forgotten to take one, even if I can remember taking all of them.

For another, on car rides, I used to think I had to hold my breath every time we drove past a tree or else it would fall on the car... Also, I thought bridges would collapse if I didn't hold my breath while crossing them. Now *that* got annoying. On an hour long car ride I would be feeling light-headed from holding my breath, because there are quite a few trees and bridges around here!

I also have a specific corner of a specific rug that I have to stand on every time I flush our toilet.

And I compulsively check the windows in the house, because I feel like there are strangers looking into the house at night.

And I have to stare at my digital clock every time it reads 11:11, and then I shut my eyes and try to "burn" the numbers into my mind. For no particular reason; I just love the symmetry of the numbers.

I used to count random things when I got bored or anxious. Ceiling tiles, wall panels... I'd start by counting down and across and multiplying. Then I'd group them into different multiples. Then I'd count them each individually to check myself again. And so on. Or I'd do meaningless math in my head, like multiplying the number of books on a book shelf by the number of windows in the room.

Sounds stupid, I'm sure, but OCD is probably the thought disorder I mind the least. It's not so bad (for me), and it occupies my time. Calming, I guess. My doctor says it's just a type of anxiety disorder.

Generalized anxiety is what bothers me the most. I get so nervous that I shake both my legs, drum my fingers, shift in my seat, can't catch my breath, and have the attention span of a flea. I think it's a lot of the reason I don't really have any friends. It's hard for me to go out in the evenings or at night, because my anxiety gets so bad when I leave the house. Even school is difficult, though it's not as bad.

Does anyone here have similar problems?

I am and always have been an artistic kid,and when i was little i used to think songs were just floating in some magical place waiting for people to write them lol

I used to be compulsive and symmetric when I was little. If I ever did something with my right arm, I'd have to do it with my left arm, too. Needless to say, that got old really fast.

___Well if it's a pattern then you'll probably think it's absurd again when you're 80.

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When I was five, this made sense. When I was ten, this seemed obsurd. Now that I'm fifteen, it's starting to make sense again.

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Just think what it'll be like when you're eighty!

Reminds me of Men In Black

lol

I used to believe that the universe was contained in a marble-like structure, and we were all just some giant's toy.

When I was five, this made sense. When I was ten, this seemed obsurd. Now that I'm fifteen, it's starting to make sense again.

I would sit there sometimes and it would be all quiet. I would start clapping. People would ask me why and I'd say "I'm bringing fairies back to life! join in!"

I guess people saying they didn't-you know- made me worry about the fairy population.
lol

People ask me if i believe in fairies and I say "I'm not saying they don't exist but I'm not saying they do" lol. You never know

Heh, I once tried to convince all my friends that I was from mars, and my purpose on earth was to see if starting a martian fast food chain here would be successful, based on the taste preferences of earthlings.

In seventh grade all my friends and I went through a phase where we all claimed we were from different planets visiting earth for different reasons. I was on vacation. My best friend was on a secret mission. LOL. Let's see...

L.H. was from Pluto, Am.S. was from Mars, E.D. was from Uranus, M.P. was from Venus, Al.S. was from Mercury, A.M. was from Neptune, and I was from Saturn. We even started journals about our home planets! Ah, good times.

"i used to think that whenever you saw your reflection it was what you were doing in another life."
-Emily

Me too!

Um, I used to think that the balls on the wires like in the hills going to like san francisco (for low flying planes) were for seal to play with...i think i said that before on this site but i dont remember where...

wow its good to be back. i havent been on here for like 3 weeks. all the posts are different....*sigh*

i used to think that whenever you saw your reflection it was what you were doing in another life. also that if you took to long in the shower or on the toilet, that a shark would come out of the drains and eat you. I also used to think that I was the only real person and everyone else was a robot put here for my entertainment purposes. dont know why i thought these things but i know the truth now. ...............emily