Yes. My knee is all fucked up because of a bad connection between it and a brick wall while I was getting my ass kicked. I can't straighten it out easily, and if I leave it bent anywhere beyond 75 degrees (example; sitting in the back of a car for extended periods of time) it gets unbearably painful. Some kind of ligament or tendon problem I assume. It hurts basically all the time, and when I talk to a physician about it he tells me to 'lose weight, it'll get better,' and I'm all like 'hey asshole, it's been fucked up since before I got fat'.

I took a swing at one of my bullies who was grinding my face into the ground in the school, and I ended up suspended for fighting. My dad beat me for ending up suspended and missing school. My mom made the whole thing all about her.

I did very poorly in high school. I cut a lot of classes, and a lot of skin. I barely graduated. I had to take the stupid Career and Life Management course (which is essentially a do-nothing class to teach you how to pay bills) three fucking times because of my absenteeism.

My emotions are utterly fucked. I don't trust anyone. I hate being touched. I cry a lot more than I probably should as a grown man. I'm defensive, and can't speak very clearly. Until the last couple of years I've coasted through life with next to no self esteem, and generally just let the women in my life physically and emotionally abuse me.

I've started turning my life around, little by little. I am in a great relationship now with a woman who has a tiny three year old whose daddy I'm going to be one day. I'm trying to get into university to study software engineering. I want to update software to make it more efficient, although the dream job is to program computer games. I don't know if I'll ever be able to do it, because of how old I am getting into the game now. The economy has fucked my ability to get the rest of my upgrading done in any kind of timely fashion, since now I need to get a second job just to pay rent (although in this case I blame my lazy cocksucker roommate for not going out and getting a shitty burger-flipping job after his EI ran out). THUS, SHIT IS ON HOLD AND IT IS KILLING ME.

I wish there was a place I could just vent and scream and cry. It's too fucking hard and I feel like I'm going in with a goddamn handicap that I severely didn't need.