Age unknown (between 7 and 10). Trying to kill myself by jumping off some tall furniture. Feeling disappointed as I landed, unharmed.
Age 11, drama class. I am asked by the teacher to play Juliet during her death scene. I improvise and take a bite out of the blackboard eraser as I play out drinking poison. Everyone really liked it.
Age 13, standing next to a fence some 15 friends of mine were climbing during a field trip. I was very concerned that someone might fall and hurt himself, so I stood at a ready position. The last friend actually did fall, and I caught him immediately. It wouldn't have been fatal if I hadn't caught him, but he would have probably needed a few stitches in the groin.
Age 14, at school. Most popular kid in my class, whose approval I really wanted, angrily ask me "So you think you're better than all of us?" when he heard I was skipping a grade. (I sincerely didn't).
Age 17, being driven by my dad in his car. I forget what we were arguing about, but he essentially called me a nobody. I was a shut-in, depressed, borderline suicidal dropout at the time, and now halfway through grad school that one still stings.
Age 19, sitting at home playing a video game at 5:30am and realizing that the fact I'm still alive is becoming increasingly harder to justify (and that by age 20, it would be impossible).
Age 19, going to my dad and asking him to finance courses so I can get my high school diploma. Being told we can't afford it, especially if I'm just going to drop out two months in.
Age 22, getting an SAT score so high that I can enter just about any academic institution in the country studying what I wanted to. Telling my grandmother and hearing the happiest "I told you so!" in the world.
Playing Baldur's Gate 2. That game fucking rocked.
Lastly, if some of the above points make my dad seem like kind of a dick -- that man has gone to ridiculous efforts in order to help, support and finance me. Spending years on the verge of bankruptcy while also going through an unnecessarily extended divorce and also having an actively suicidal child can be a bit stressful at times. He's a bit rough around the edges, but he has a heart of gold.