How did you become a robot, user?

Failed normie/chad thread
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Tried to kill myself in 4th grade

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Family history of Anxiety/OCD, divorced parents and grandparents, lived with my mother, was never made to go outside, sat inside playing video games all my life and never developed social skills or had friends.

Abusive parents, no friends, lowkey Asperger's. Ended up trying to improve my situation, and over several years I got myself some friends, a gf, started going out and just generally became a normie.

You don't become a robot, you're born either a robot or a normalnigger.

This. There's no cure for Autism or Aspergers.

I've known people with Asperger's who've had very fulfilling lives. One guy I knew did comedy at our university, and he was a very fun guy to be around. Autism isn't a death sentence, it just makes interactions harder.

I have a story, from young robot to 'chad' - lite
>born extremely shy but cute and sweet mommas boy
>go to pre-school where my mom can stay so I don't cry.
>go through elementary school as the teachers pet, nice to everyone.
>rarely bullied because I think mostly because of non-threatening physical, and personality, traits.
>Even so, I am friends with the bullied kids because they play fun pretend games and paper airplanes
>start a fight because my turbo-autist friend is being picked on in the middle of class nearly crying and the teacher is doing nothing. I cried too.
>Middle school, get fat. Gyno tits. Ratty old sweatshirt. horrible posture, long skater hair to hide my face and I didnt even get any taller. Anyone else know this fucking middle school feel?
>Highschool. Fuck. No friends. The friends I manage to make I can't keep because we haven't seen these levels of anxiety!
>Talk to QT girls and play yu gi oh with fun nerds in the anime club.
>But this anxiety is so potent its driving me insane, literally
>I begin hallucinating and having delusions and I am homeschooled for the next two years.
>During those years I become a god at World of Warcraft and make friends with many 20-40 yr old gamers.
>mental health stabilizes after countless hours of therapy and I begin to exercise more seriously and eat better.
>I call the girl that I was friends with in freshman year, I use my home phone because I have no phone
>I have not talked to someone my age in at least 1 year
>She remembers me, and she has a lot of problems too. We talk on the phone every night. She has massive tits but she isn' bright"
>Months (?) pass. I have decided to go back to my old school and finish the last two years.
>I go on a date to the park with phone girl. We make-out. I am 16 and it was my first kiss. I am wearing dumpy clothes and I am out of shape. I had no semblance of a haircut and she was taller than me. But we cared about each-other.

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stop posting right now, nobody will care about your story. you made it out in FUCKING middle school.

>Senior year, break up with that gf because we had to meet in secret, crazy dad
>Get new gf (A) that I can fool around with right away.
>I am actually in much better shape, I have a nice haircut and I wear fitting clothes
>Still quite short but physically fit and I have a cute face
>Sleep over at A's house, lose virginity.
>gf moves away to college
>we do long distance and end up hating eachother.
>Stay with her partly so I can visit her family and her dogs, I loved her house
>Still do long distance for two years
>I fuck around for two years after highschool
>break up with gf, we are mean to eachother
>Go to an art school by the beach
>Get in very good shape again
>Pluck some ripe 18 year old's off the vine
>School is awesome, meet a new woman (J)
>My age, we are very similar in many way
>we live together for two years and have sexual intercourse at least once a day
>J becomes too needy for affection and I am obsessed with my work. She annoys me, I feel bad for that now
>J moves back to her home state, we break up
>Single for a year... some potential sparks but nothing serious.
>I wrote a note and did a drawing and gave it to a girl I saw in a coffee shop... she called
>She is a dream come true and she likes me back

I love all you robots and when I was 14-16 I was heavily using this site. This is partly where I grew up. I know it feels too late but you can always make a change. Reach out. Be kind.