I'm a complete nerd freak and i hate it

When I was in high school I was such a stilted nerdy freak I couldn't even talk to other people. Every word I said had to be contemplated first, and it always ended up sounding idiotic. Even nerds rejected me. It was like I had fallen down from another planet and was surrounded by alien beings. I looked at all the other well-adjusted kids agreeing with each other on what was good/bad, etc., and actually lots of them were already having sex, drinking, etc. But I never would have known. I was so out of the circle that I didn't even know what to envy about them. All I could tell was that they all got along and communicated with each other, and I couldn't say 'hi, how are you?' without sounding like an idiot. Sometimes it pisses me off something awful...why did I get dealt such a sh*tty hand? I have a theory: you see, my parents were these hippies, and they all believed that mankind was 'blind' and 'asleep' and they meditated and always told me that society was screwed up and mankind was screwed up. Sometimes I wish I had just been born into a family where my parents were Dick and Jane and we had a dog Fido and I had a kid sister and we all went to Baptist church every Sunday or something, because that's what all these other kids did. I don't know; do any other freaks out there have a similar story? Were your parents non-conformist freaks too? Did they get to have their little 'enlightenment' at the expense of their offsprings' emotional and social well-being? I swear...I'll never be 'normal' till the day I die I started off so screwy. f**k normal people; I hope you all go to hell, you lucky bastards. Lol no not really...I'd actually seem as normal as the next person to you these days...I've largely adapted and outgrown it by now. Any theories? Freaks of the world, speak out...

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  • idkaname

    Thanks a lot. I think it will really help me too. I'm trying to get into game development and stuff and I even have my own website an all already. The thing for me is Im still 15, but Ive always been more mature than my friends and others I know. They just can't seem to act in a mature manner and it drives me insane. I try to tell them, seriously, you're in highschool. Don't act like such a jerk, you know?

    Sigh, even in elementary I was more mature than then people are now. It doesn't help to have a hearing problem where you sometimes hear similar words or can't hear two conversations at once. It resulted in my elementary sucking, my junior high even worse, and high school still not great. Wanted to kill myself so bad, but nobody gave the slightest fuck. People think that I'm just trying to joke or something, but I truly want to ask a question to see what the teacher said because I heard it wrong and people just are assholes and make fun of it. Teachers have generally been dicks and sided with the students too. Then it also sucks when you're muscles are screwed up so when you wanna be serious you start to smile and even when you try biting the inside of your cheeks it wont help..

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  • raphatello

    I've never fit in anywhere... but I've also made alot of good friends. I think the key is confidence. I had pretty much the same deal as you, except I didn't really give a shit what people thought of me, and I guess they grew to respect that. I was a comic book geek that collected toys (and actually played with them) and I was obsessed with cartoons and quoted Star Wars as often as possible, but I wasn't ashamed of it. I openly refused to go to "cool kid" parties nor did I do any drugs or anything. I was lucky enough to find friends that also didn't fit in so we kind of huddled out eccentricities together and eventually took over the high school... culminating in me being crowned prom king which we hold in high regard as a victory for freaks everywhere. I know it sounds like the plot to every John Hughes flick ever, but it's true.... Basically what I'm saying is freak pride gets you everywhere. Have confidence in what you do and people will assume they're missing out on something and they'll be interested.

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  • ieatrocksdirt

    lol i was an outcast too, but not as bad as you tell it.
    i was raised by my father after my ma passed when i was 5. i was always way more mature than my age group which in turn caused me to dislike most people in my grade....

    highschool is a miserable time for some. thank god it dosent last forever!

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  • GraveRogue

    I never got along with anyone in highschool. Lol, the reason of that being is because, I looked the part of an emo kid. No lie. But I have the brains of Stephen Hawking. I couldn't connect with anyone on an intellectual level. Everyone else was on the same level, intellectual wise, and I was above them. Therefore, when trying to communicate with people, everything I would say, wouldn't make sense to them. So, I just became the silent type, the weird emo kid that sat in the back of the class. I always got picked on, never had dates, never went to parties, never got invited to hang out, etc. Even now, I'm a 23 yo Aussie, and it's still hard for me to find someone to have a mesmerizing conversation with. But I honestly don't let that stop me.

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  • brosapien

    Stop blaming your parents for being a complete weirdo. Your parents sound cool as hell

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  • nerdygirly

    its okay i go thu the same thing that you do but i do have some crazy friends and they dont seem to mind that im basicly in love with star wars and comic books, they do give me some looks that say “what the hell” and “where does that come from” because my friends have never even seen star wars or have read one comic book but they are still my friends. but ya um try texting somone or even writing them a note saying hi or lets be friends, the more and more you talk to that person the more you can talk to other people

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  • karmasAbich

    Normal. It doesnt even matter in the real world so who cares.

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  • I think you're absolutely right - I learned later (in my late 20s) that you could do/be/look just about any way you wanted, as long as you had confidence. If you acted confident about it you could have a perfect 10 model by your side and go around acting like a complete freak at the same time...you're right; it's confidence, confidence, confidence. My thread specifically asks the question: did your parents get to have their 'enlightenment' at the expense of your emotional and social well-being? But thanks for affirming the ultimate secret to social success: confidence.

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    • PoisonFlowers

      Yes, but for fucks sake where is MY confidence. And that's my problem right there.

      Let's go back in time a bit shall we? There's nothing out of the ordinary with my parents. They're normal...but not. I can't explain it. My dad still delights in talking to me as though I'm 5 (I'm guessing it's because he missed out a bit on my childhood due to work) and my mum is a house wife. Not exactly cool parents (dammit hippie parents are cool.) Argh I feel bad now. I do love them.

      Hahahaha I was a total idiot outcast. It's so funny that in high school, all these groups form along with their own "style" or whatever. I wasn't even in the "alternative/outcast/freak" group since I was so socially crap. I tagged along with the friends I'd made in primary even though they'd changed so much that we had nothing in common anymore. I was basically invisible. I looked ugly and awkward. I had spots. I didn't know how to wear make up. I had the wrong hair. People thought I was pathetic. I thought I was pathetic. And I was.

      I wish I knew how to say "fuck it" back then. I was so scared of being bitch slapped by my group of "friends" for betrayal that I couldn't even go off and freely hang out with some people I truly longed to make proper friends with. I rejected them...I WAS TOO SCARED!

      I can't believe I'm happier now even though I have two friends and hardly ever go out.

      Well, there's still time I suppose. I'm only 18. I've got my whole life ahead of me some would say.

      No more repetition of that in uni hopefully. I'm building on my confidence, slowly but surely. All thanks to that friend that has never deserted me - music.

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      • Maybe this should just be a blog for people who think they are freaks. Forget about the 'enlightenment' part. The key to social success is confidence. Are you good at something? Anything at all? And I mean anything...even if it's pulling things out of your ass. Everybody is good at SOMETHING. If you don't think so, then you're WRONG. Discover what you're good at, then take that trait and excel at it; be the best. Start letting others on to the fact that you master this particular trait. Don't brag or be a douchebag about it. Always use tact. Learn worldly wisdom; play chess alot. Chess is all about strategy, and social life is all about strategy too. Take your trait and use it to give you an extra boost of confidence. If you're so amazing at this particular trait (even if it's something like collecting dolls), then surely you must have the ability to do something as simple as MAKE A FEW DECENT FRIENDS or WALK WITH YOUR HEAD HELD HIGH and stand with a HIGH-STATUS POSTURE. You are a member of the human race. You are entitled to confidence. Confidence in all things! Don't let them tell you how the cards are dealt! YOU TELL THEM!!!

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        • PoisonFlowers

          This is the best thing I've read for a long, long time. Thank you.

          Haha I couldn't brag or be a douchebag about something I'm good at even if I wanted to. It's funny you should mention chess since I'm trying to get better at it already.

          I don't know how, but reading that has suddenly changed everything. I'm going to keep it and read it whenever I start going down the well trodden misery road again.

          You're right. I am good at some things. Or at least better than others at them. And I can get better. I'm going to start trying a little harder. I wish I could give you a hug! Thanks.

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