And it’s pretty sad. I was, to quote Dumb and Dumber “one pathetic loser.” I mean, if you look back at my threads from a few years back, I come across as (a) horny, (b) insecure, and © creepy. Now, I realise that lots of teenagers go through such phases, but I find it unbelievable just how weird I really was.
Have any of you had that feeling?
Sure. I’m lustful, I hate myself, and am vaguely threatening.
And I haven’t been a teenager for oh, nine years or so. It’s all quite sad.
Yeah!
i’m 35 and still feel that way. 
About you? Absolutely.
And this is different from the way you are now how? 
I always thought I was free from all that stuff till my mother helpfully condensed my entire teen years into one word, surly.
Now … not so much.
Haha, I think I could tack on a few more adjectives today, silenus. Say… um… tall. And a high school graduate. That’s got to count for something, right?
I’m very horny, insecure and creepy, myself.
You’re a “third” aren’t you?
Oh hells yes. It was what, a littler over a year and a half ago I was living with my mom who was a neurotic freak (and who was making me a neurotic freak), 40-60 pounds overweight, had zero social skills, a job I hated, and could only really only do anything out of shamelessness, because I could never muster confidence. After all, anxiety is supposed to be for people who actually have a chance to succeed, right?
Or you can see it all here
I’m still single and horny, but I don’t care so much since I know I can walk outside at any moment and find someone to spend time with. I have the ability, and some charisma to burn. I just get into a exisential funk whenever I’m faced with lonliness and can’t bring myself to answer why it is that I feel like I need someone. I’ve gotten by without anyone else for this long, why throw a new person into the mix? There’s the human urge, sure, but I don’t feel inclined to letting that be the only reason for hooking up with someone
To me you appeared to be a bright and well balanced kid who often had well though out posts.
A third what? I feel dull this morning.
Why, thank you. I think the “well-thought out” bit was mostly because I re-read each several times out of a fear of looking silly. I still do, for the most part.
I like you and your posts, for what it’s worth.
Everyone’s got these moments of self-doubt. Squash 'em like bugs and move on.
It’s fun looking back through these at times, but especially my earliest stuff is pretty odd. If any of you are curious as to why I was reminded of my old threads and posts, it’s because I read through a few threads with younger folks who seemed oddly familiar in their insecurities. Then it dawned on me how I must have seemed to the others. It’s fascinating–it’s like seeing myself from the outside.
Third born child. Ender’s Game series reference, same as your user name.
Wow, it’s been far too long since I’ve read that series–the last time was shortly after I registered here! Interestingly, I am a third-born. Although my two brothers are very different, I’m not quite as “in-between” as Ender was.
I’m corny, unsecured and cheapish, personally.
One Of Us!
One Of Us!
My multicolored post days are over.
I know more than I used to.
I see myself as improved.
This is good.