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11 years ago
This is for an intro for others for the :iconFurSupport page. A place for people to go if they need assistance in a variety of things.
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Hello to all. My name is Willy. I am a 29 year old male. I am going to go in my own life story a bit so others know the things I have had to endure in my life so that maybe I can be of help to others. First of, I will say that I consider each day I am alive to be a good thing because when I was born, I was born almost 2 months premature at a weight of about 3lbs. I had a twin that died. I myself nearly died as well due to a lack of oxygen to my brain. I was in an incubator for a while.
At the age of 2, I was removed from my biological parents home due to a spiral fracture of one of my arms. At age 2-6, I was placed in a foster home. I remember getting my hair pulled a lot.
At age 6, I was adopted by the parents I have now. I was lucky to get the parents I did as they were 2md in line for wanting to adopt me. I got to choose my name & everything & I even remember the area of where the courthouse we went to was when my friends & i pass it from time to time.
Most of my school life was rather torturous due to always getting teased for being different. It seems from Kindergarten through High school I was always teased. I remember a lot of times I would come home crying because of it. For me, fighting wasn't my thing as I tried once or twice. One time, pretty much the teacher only saw me so I got in trouble, the other, I'd rarely even land a hit. Almost all of it was verbal & name calling. The stuff about words not hurting is a bunch of BS.
But the doctors first thought I had ADHD/ADD, stuff like that.
Around Jr high was when my motor tics would flare up whih would make me look like I was trying to twist or jerk my had off my neck. That added to my teasing.
Eventually the doctors found meds to help with the tics from happening & I learned to try & conceal the ones that would still happen in a way of stretching or something. eventually the doctors re-diagnosed me with having Aspergers Syndrome with some Tourettes (motor tics).
I eventually got to the point where I no longer got upset by the teasing & name calling, as though I learned how pointless it was to get upset & allow myself to feel those negative emotions. Granted I at times feel blank when it comes to negative emotions & would catch myself mirroring negative emotions of others around me.
March 2005 a bit after finding out about the fur community & whatnot, there had been a fire at my house. We lost 5 cats due to the smoke, & the kitchen was gutted. It could have been worse as my dad could have taken his meds to take a nap & I still asleep & my mom at work. It just so happened that I had a routine teeth cleaning at the dentist & my dad took me. The shock & stress of it all caused my dads internal defibrillator to shock him. The shock my mom endured was having to see the cats who had died, all on the grass.
I remember for a few years after having to counsel & console her about the incident. She thought she was at fault due to unplugging something from the socket that shorted out, but it was the new microwave we got.
I helped them through that ordeal. There were other times where my mom came to me for advice. I remember her saying afterwards that she felt as though I have some type of wisdom that goes beyond my age, as though I have an "Old Soul" or something. Also, most of my friends seem to come to me for advice & even for reason I dont understand, call me the "Ultimate Counselor" of the group or mediator or something.
I many times in my life try to be random to get people to laugh or smile. Recently, back in November 2011, I had neck spine surgery to fix 3 vertebrae levels of where my spinal cord was getting compressed to paralysis risk levels. Imagine trying to shoot lightning from your ad]rn]ms out your hand but nothing comes out. Imagine after, you shoved both hands into bucket of thumbtacks & enduring that pain for a few hours.
After the surgery, I then developed bad migraine headaches which I deal with to this day. I tell people, imagine a long screwdriver being shoved into the back side of your neck & the tip is pushing your eyeball forward. After, someone is tapping that screwdriver with a hammer & the pain radiating through your entire head.
I llve on my own in a studio apartment. I try to have it be a type of safe Haven of sorts for my friens. If they need a break from problems with school/work/parents/etc, I try to have my place be a safe haven for people to come and be able to have fun & relax. I also forgot to mention that I never have done drugs or alcohiol but am not prejudiced against those who do/have. Live & let live is how I am. It is the persons life to do with as they wish. My only request for people who I have over is, treat me with respect & I'll do the same. Treat my stuff with respect & respect the rules if I say something. I'm mostly a pretty relaxed laid back guy. Race, religion, gender, sexuality, none of that matters to me & seems to at times cause issues, so why bother with it all?
I tell people the one thing that keeps me going and did was trying to have a positive attitude in life, as well as the thought of knowing that if you are alive, you have the inner strength to overcome a great many adversities you may face in your life & that they WILL eventually get better. It may take time, it may take years, it may take accepting help from others even if maybe you may feel like you wish to do things on your own.
Knowing when to ask for help is important. Just know, that no matter what you are enuring in life, you have the strength inside to push past it & overcome it & conquer it. Or, if not conquer it, you could say reach a point of understanding of knowing yourself well enough when to fight & when to rest & when to ask for help.
So please, do not be hesitant to ask for help from others if you feel you need help, or feel at a loss & don't know what to do. All I ask is that you do NOT turn to suicide as it is a PERMANENT ACTION TO A (more then likely) TEMPORARY PROBLEM!
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Hello to all. My name is Willy. I am a 29 year old male. I am going to go in my own life story a bit so others know the things I have had to endure in my life so that maybe I can be of help to others. First of, I will say that I consider each day I am alive to be a good thing because when I was born, I was born almost 2 months premature at a weight of about 3lbs. I had a twin that died. I myself nearly died as well due to a lack of oxygen to my brain. I was in an incubator for a while.
At the age of 2, I was removed from my biological parents home due to a spiral fracture of one of my arms. At age 2-6, I was placed in a foster home. I remember getting my hair pulled a lot.
At age 6, I was adopted by the parents I have now. I was lucky to get the parents I did as they were 2md in line for wanting to adopt me. I got to choose my name & everything & I even remember the area of where the courthouse we went to was when my friends & i pass it from time to time.
Most of my school life was rather torturous due to always getting teased for being different. It seems from Kindergarten through High school I was always teased. I remember a lot of times I would come home crying because of it. For me, fighting wasn't my thing as I tried once or twice. One time, pretty much the teacher only saw me so I got in trouble, the other, I'd rarely even land a hit. Almost all of it was verbal & name calling. The stuff about words not hurting is a bunch of BS.
But the doctors first thought I had ADHD/ADD, stuff like that.
Around Jr high was when my motor tics would flare up whih would make me look like I was trying to twist or jerk my had off my neck. That added to my teasing.
Eventually the doctors found meds to help with the tics from happening & I learned to try & conceal the ones that would still happen in a way of stretching or something. eventually the doctors re-diagnosed me with having Aspergers Syndrome with some Tourettes (motor tics).
I eventually got to the point where I no longer got upset by the teasing & name calling, as though I learned how pointless it was to get upset & allow myself to feel those negative emotions. Granted I at times feel blank when it comes to negative emotions & would catch myself mirroring negative emotions of others around me.
March 2005 a bit after finding out about the fur community & whatnot, there had been a fire at my house. We lost 5 cats due to the smoke, & the kitchen was gutted. It could have been worse as my dad could have taken his meds to take a nap & I still asleep & my mom at work. It just so happened that I had a routine teeth cleaning at the dentist & my dad took me. The shock & stress of it all caused my dads internal defibrillator to shock him. The shock my mom endured was having to see the cats who had died, all on the grass.
I remember for a few years after having to counsel & console her about the incident. She thought she was at fault due to unplugging something from the socket that shorted out, but it was the new microwave we got.
I helped them through that ordeal. There were other times where my mom came to me for advice. I remember her saying afterwards that she felt as though I have some type of wisdom that goes beyond my age, as though I have an "Old Soul" or something. Also, most of my friends seem to come to me for advice & even for reason I dont understand, call me the "Ultimate Counselor" of the group or mediator or something.
I many times in my life try to be random to get people to laugh or smile. Recently, back in November 2011, I had neck spine surgery to fix 3 vertebrae levels of where my spinal cord was getting compressed to paralysis risk levels. Imagine trying to shoot lightning from your ad]rn]ms out your hand but nothing comes out. Imagine after, you shoved both hands into bucket of thumbtacks & enduring that pain for a few hours.
After the surgery, I then developed bad migraine headaches which I deal with to this day. I tell people, imagine a long screwdriver being shoved into the back side of your neck & the tip is pushing your eyeball forward. After, someone is tapping that screwdriver with a hammer & the pain radiating through your entire head.
I llve on my own in a studio apartment. I try to have it be a type of safe Haven of sorts for my friens. If they need a break from problems with school/work/parents/etc, I try to have my place be a safe haven for people to come and be able to have fun & relax. I also forgot to mention that I never have done drugs or alcohiol but am not prejudiced against those who do/have. Live & let live is how I am. It is the persons life to do with as they wish. My only request for people who I have over is, treat me with respect & I'll do the same. Treat my stuff with respect & respect the rules if I say something. I'm mostly a pretty relaxed laid back guy. Race, religion, gender, sexuality, none of that matters to me & seems to at times cause issues, so why bother with it all?
I tell people the one thing that keeps me going and did was trying to have a positive attitude in life, as well as the thought of knowing that if you are alive, you have the inner strength to overcome a great many adversities you may face in your life & that they WILL eventually get better. It may take time, it may take years, it may take accepting help from others even if maybe you may feel like you wish to do things on your own.
Knowing when to ask for help is important. Just know, that no matter what you are enuring in life, you have the strength inside to push past it & overcome it & conquer it. Or, if not conquer it, you could say reach a point of understanding of knowing yourself well enough when to fight & when to rest & when to ask for help.
So please, do not be hesitant to ask for help from others if you feel you need help, or feel at a loss & don't know what to do. All I ask is that you do NOT turn to suicide as it is a PERMANENT ACTION TO A (more then likely) TEMPORARY PROBLEM!
