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    (Original post by Indeterminate)
    Haha. Well, the area definitely has a reputation, but I've been told that I don't come across as "posh", which (I think) is a good thing :lol:
    All kinds of reputations aha

    Yeah, it's a good thing :yep:
    Would you ever move out of there?
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    (Original post by Mal Baadshah)
    My story is real, omg. I am from Bundelkhand. Est 1933, fight me if you have it in you to hit an old woman who stood side by side the man of peace.
    Yes, because 82-year-olds really spend their time on a student forum and use internet slang.

    I know you're just trolling, but ok.
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    (Original post by ravioliyears)
    Oooo that's deep
    So's this

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    (Original post by enaayrah)
    All kinds of reputations aha

    Yeah, it's a good thing :yep:
    Would you ever move out of there?
    I guess it depends on where life takes you. However, I'd never refuse to leave Wilmslow if, for example, it made more sense to live elsewhere
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    (Original post by Alexion)
    Yes, because 82-year-olds really spend their time on a student forum and use internet slang.

    I know you're just trolling, but ok.
    You finally understand me.
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    (Original post by Alexion)
    So's this

    Hmh. Fair enough.
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    I have a life story. So does everyone else. Mine would make your skin crawl. Mine would give you nightmares. Mine would send you into the spiralling abyss. Which is why I say naught.
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    (Original post by thecatwithnohat)
    That's genuinely amazing,very inspiring
    Thank you!
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    (Original post by Awesome Genius)
    Ok I was born in London. My mum is French / Indian and my Dad is Indian. I grew up in the bad part of town - North East London. My dad is an orthopaedic surgeon with a practice @ Barts and Harley St. My mum is basically a gold digger - but she's a lovely woman and she does my cooking / washing etc so it's ok. I have two younger sisters. I went to a boys school in Ilford but my thinking was way too advanced for them so I left and went to a private school. Then I got into Oxford where I got a first. I've had many girls in the past but not for very long. I like to receive but don't like to give. We now live in North West London and I live in w8. I am quite fortunate but i feel I have underachieved given my capabilities.

    Dunno what else there is to say.

    Would love to know your stories. Let's make this a great thread!
    where? I live in Palmers Green.
    Ilford county?
    which private school? I went to Mill Hill.
    Congrats on your degree.
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    (Original post by ravioliyears)
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    Must be hard, but I'm glad to hear that you're doing so well despite your illness! :jumphug:
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    (Original post by F.Nietzsche)
    Must be hard, but I'm glad to hear that you're doing so well despite your illness! :jumphug:
    Awh thank you! :jumphug:
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    (Original post by Awesome Genius)
    Ok I was born in London. My mum is French / Indian and my Dad is Indian. I grew up in the bad part of town - North East London. My dad is an orthopaedic surgeon with a practice @ Barts and Harley St. My mum is basically a gold digger - but she's a lovely woman and she does my cooking / washing etc so it's ok. I have two younger sisters. I went to a boys school in Ilford but my thinking was way too advanced for them so I left and went to a private school. Then I got into Oxford where I got a first. I've had many girls in the past but not for very long. I like to receive but don't like to give. We now live in North West London and I live in w8. I am quite fortunate but i feel I have underachieved given my capabilities.

    Dunno what else there is to say.

    Would love to know your stories. Let's make this a great thread!
    You managed to get into Ilford County? :lol:
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    (Original post by ravioliyears)
    Awh thank you! :jumphug:
    You're welcome! ^-^

    Keep on fighting. (:
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    (Original post by F.Nietzsche)
    You're welcome! ^-^

    Keep on fighting. (:
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    I was born in the London borough of Lambeth to my mother, aged 28, in December, 1995. We lived in a house in Croydon along with my sister - who's 10 years older than - till my mother's death in 1999. My grandmother adopted me and I spent the next couple of years living with her and her husband in a flat in Thorton Heath. My sister didn't want to live with us at the time as she found my grandmother too controlling so I only got to see her occasionally.

    I moved to Trinidad in 2002 and started primary school. I was a year ahead and thus did the 11+ at 10. I got into a good high school however none of my primary school friends made it. I experienced race-related bullying at the school and dropped out. I had a mental breakdown due to my unhappy home life and spent some of the year institutionalized and in receipt of therapy.

    Getting transferred to another school took a year (Carribean for you) so I started my new school the following September and spent 3 years there. It was a boys school and for the most part, I enjoyed going. My sister - who still lived in the UK - had her first MH section for bipolar disorder so grandma and I readied ourselves to return to the UK to visit her and lend our support for the summer. I opted to stay in the UK with my sister. The home situation with her soon became quite toxic. She got worse and worse as time went on and directed her negative attitudes toward me.

    Left her and went briefly into foster care and then moved to Greater Manchester and lived in a care home for my GCSEs. Moved out into an apartment for my A levels. Was worried about my grandmother as so invited her to live near to me. A year or so after her relocation, she was diagnosed with Alzheimer's dementia after presenting with worrying symptoms. I became her primary carer. My AS grades were fairly good but my A2s were disappointments along with my subsequent attempts at resits.

    I'm now working at a school and am reresitting. I've applied for University and am awaiting offers. I'm quite hopeful for the future. MH has improved loads and relationships with various family members has grown stronger despite the difficulties.
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    (Original post by stochasticking)
    Congrats on your degree.
    thank you. it's been 72 years.
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    The pandora's box that is my life story...
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    I was born in the UK to a Somali mother and an Ethiopian father(but he doesn't live here). I lived with my mother for the first 10 years of my life, those were probably the happiest times of my life but I wasn't really myself, I was the person people wanted me to be. I would also say that I was a quite a cooky(is that how it's spelt?) child.

    I went to live with my dad for the next 5 years, in Kenya(where he works). I loved him so much at the time, probably due to the fact that I only saw him once a year, so I only saw the good side of him. Moving in with him was the biggest mistake ever. Long story short, he's a major a-hole c*** face. I got to know the real him and I hated it. I was very unhappy in Kenya to the point that I was seriously considering suicide whilst doing my GCSEs. I was also very confused with my sexuality and trying to reconcile it with my religion. I had lost all hope but I somehow passed my GCSEs really well which was a bloody miracle!

    Moved back to England last year, I thought that since I had gotten away from my dad that I would be fine and it certainly felt that way for the first month but then I had a psychotic episode in the beginning of sixth form, I was able to skip hospital that time but I was having a crisis plan and was put on medication. I felt as though I was managing. But emotionally, I was bottling so many things. I had this mask on, pretending that Kenya was fine like nothing happened, pretending that I was muslim(lost my faith that summer), pretending that I wasn't gay...all this was just building up inside of me and I couldn't take it. I made the plan to end it, but I told my doctor about it at the last minute and I was admitted to hospital, where I stayed for 5 months.

    I hated hospital, but I needed it. I was able for once in my life, to no longer pretend, to peel back the mask and be my broken self. I was able to work through things, come out to my mum and just be me. I'm very grateful for that time, I learnt so much.

    So here I am, back at college, taking my medication and receiving support. I've grown a lot as a person. I still have those hopeless days but I'm able to speak up and stop things from getting worse. I'm managing and that's great after years of feeling helpless. There really is hope.

    There have been many unfortunate moments in my life but I wouldn't change any one of those moments, because it made me who I am today and I like that person. I hate depression, I hate psychosis, but if I didn't have them I wouldn't have this fire inside me, this strength.
    That's me. (:
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    Ethnically from Nigeria, born in London,1997 and is the second oldest since my older bro born in 1995, younger bro born 1999 and sis born 2005. Well I guess this all starts from when my parents met in 1993, and they got married in the same year..wtf. Anyway they were going to have a baby in 1994 but they were not financially stable for the baby and didn't have indefinite stay so they aborted the baby which would now be my 21 year older sister. They got more comfortable by 1995 to have my old bro then in 1997 they got their stay. When me and my older bro were toddlers my mum noticed how delayed our speech was. I said single words at age 2 and didn't speak probably till age 4. Even my little bro's speech was delayed they gave us speech therapy at young ages. I didn't speak to people rarely if they were outside my family "similar" not the same but similar with my bros but that's important later on.

    Early primary school I was very quiet at school barely spoke and at home I was very loud and annoying with my bros, it was kinda the same for them. Interestingly we had family friends that we were loud with especially me since they came to our house a lot where we are in our element. Later on through primary still very quiet but loud at home, I always saw people outside our family as cleaner and just different I mean we were quite messy as kids even now..but It was more than that, I always saw them as different and I thought my bros did too...Later on in primary I realised my bros started being normal with their friends at school just as loud as they were at home while I was still really shy with them.

    In 2005 my mum had treatment for some cancer she had since the 1996/7(my birth so prob caused by me) and my father looked after us and newborn sis while having an affair(didn't know at the time). Mother came back from hospital and father left the house just before autumn of 2005. Mother needed more treatment so we went into foster care throughout 2005/6 which I actually enjoyed as I was young. Back to late primary now I was still very quiet here and cryed like every month but didn't act like this at home.

    Secondary school started and was even quieter so but Yr7 was doable. Yr8 was the worst year ever, class bully started saying I smelled like piss, and in a few weeks actually did BUT ONLY AT SCHOOL . In yr7 i could pretend to be in group and watch them talk but couldn't even do this now. Also bullied for having a really flat head. I finally correctly realised I had some sort of mental disorder in yr8 but thought it was autism which it prob isnt. Anyway rest of secondary school and A-levels was being in a group and watching them speak and occasionally chipping in to make me seem normal.

    This unknown disorder makes me scared of speaking and being myself to people outside my family, its also what made me stink as I could literally never reproduce the smell at home. My bros are all now very normal they are just as talkative to their friends as they are with me and I know that sounds like well duh, but this is from my dodgey mental disorder prespective. So them being just shy during early childhood while I had a serious mental illness got in the way of the help I really needed since we acted so similar. My mum has been very sick since 2013 and it aint getting better nor worse, so that sucks.

    Currently over the last few months I have realised that I shouldn't be blamed for the awkward ways I have acted with people and how quiet I was at school or how my mother always shouted me for being described at parents evenings as quiet or the stink I have outside home. It's this ****ing disorders fault not mine and I have been reluctant to think that all my life. Looking online it looks like I have mostly avoidant personality disorder and some elements of selective mutism but I don't have either of them 100% so I am still clueless to what's wrong with me.I am now currently at uni being very awkward with my housemates, only "friends"(can't real feel bonds with people outside fam as I am not being myself, very stiff) are people that speak to me first and most people don't do that. I am about to start therapy here. Right now my life goal is just to be normal and feel real emotions and have friends I can dance sing and vibe with just like my siblings. That's all
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    I was born in 1997 in a small town in Worcestershire. I have a sister who's 11 and a brother who's 5. I don't live with my parents anymore though, I live in my college accommodation. I was a quiet child who didn't socialise much and didn't have many friends. At aged 10 I was finally diagnosed with Aspergers and an anxiety disorder after being wrongly diagnosed with ADHD.

    My middle school was crap - after they found out I had Aspergers they treated me completely differently and told me I'd never get a Maths GCSE, do A-Levels, go to University etc.

    I loved my high school though, they were so so supportive. I ended up getting 9 GCSEs (including an A in Maths) and was able to do A-Levels. Unfortunately my first college wasn't as supportive as my high school had been - I also chose completely the wrong subjects and because of the lack of support I was reluctant to go in and my attendance was low. I ended up with EEUU.

    I moved colleges, changed subjects and repeated year 12. At the start of the year my confidence was at an all-time low, and I doubted whether I could do anything. I was unable to speak up in class and could not give presentations. However through the year my confidence increased and by the end of the year I gave a class presentation. I ended up with ABC which was more than I'd ever expected.
    I'm now doing A2's and have applied to University to do Politics Joint Honours. So far I have 2 offers. Eventually I'm hoping to actually have a career in Politics so I can work to help end disability and mental health stigma.

    A week ago, though, my Grandad was diagnosed with an agressive brain tumour. He has up to 18 months. I've never really been close to him and as I have Aspergers I'm really struggling to deal with these emotions, and do not want to tell my college.
 
 
 
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