“I see you’ve been through enough traumatic experiences that you’ve developed age inappropriate styles of communication as a defense mechanism” is really what that means.
Or maybe they were creeped out because you said things way too mature
You know I was thinking, there really is no objective meaning to life. Everyone kind of chooses something they think is important to them but really, it doesn’t matter. It seems like all human endeavour is ultimately pointless in the timescale of the universe anyway but I just keep going because I’m not sure what else to do, not because it matters in any real sense.
For fucks sake Timmy, fine, you can have an extra scoop of ice cream just stop trying to give everyone an existential crisis.
Yea but I got shows to finish and rollercoasters to ride still so life ain’t all that depressing.
This is the way
Exactly. It has a lot to do with how your parents treat you as a child. I was always treated like a small adult, so I never had an issue getting along with adults (my mother has her masters in childhood development, so I’m assuming she knew what she was doing). If your parents treat you like a dumb kid, then that’s how you expect adults to interact with you.
They’re definitely not mutually exclusive.
Oh thank God, I thought they suspected me of being an isekai protagonist.
Truck-Kun please save us.
The youths yearn for being run over by trucks
Is serotonin just the placeholder word to use when you have no understanding of neurotransmitters? Seriously, serotonin has like a hundred purposes in the body, what are they trying to refer to?
The advertising for SSRIs convinced a lot of people that depression is cause by not enough serotonin, so there’s this idea that serotonin = happiness.
Yeah, I don’t usually like arguing semantics but the serotonin thing grinds my gears since there’s so many causes and treatments to depression and serotonin isn’t even involved in many situations.
Us old folk heard that depression was because of low serotonin years ago, and the idea stuck like old gum to the underside of a desk. Yeah, it could be scrapped off, but since we don’t ever see the bottom of the desk, why would we put in the effort. As a side note, that you for you comment as a reminder that I need to see what new treatments to depression do and look into what we have discovered in the last 20 years…
Probably joy/happiness
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You’re mistaken. That kid has an old’s hole.
For me it really was „so you’re autistic and your parents cant be bothered to get you diagnosed“.
For me it was, so you’re autistic everyone’s a little autistic.
If someone wants me to hate them and not piss on them if they are on fire, all they have to do is say that.
I know its a trauma thing for me an they are just ignorant but boy do I hate that sentence.
Sorry you had to go through that.
They did call me that actually…
I’m still sick of this world but hey, what to do. I do like some things, driving cars and messing with computers is fun… :)
get into simracing; you’ll be too poor to die
Hey, me, too!
Yeah it was repressed abuse and dysphoria for me.
Oof. Yes. Repressed abuse and early traumatic friendship (schizophrenia was his diagnosis). You become an “old soul” when you’ve seen/experienced some shit, even if it’s early on.
I think this ignores that some children are more pensieve and reflexive…
Yeah, I was super short on serotonin but no one would of ever called me an old soul as a child. My ADHD keeps me running my mouth and being super irritating with people around. I only get quiet and reflect on my own mortality and pointlessness of all life once they walk away and I’m left with my own loud constant inner monologue.
Those of use blessed with the loud, fast constant sadness. We wish we could be called an old soul. RIP Robin Williams.
This just made me realize.
Fuck you and thank you for it
As a bipolar epileptic, I got this phrase a lot.
I wasn’t an old soul, I was severely depressed and suicidal.
…fuck
Me too homie
Oh shit I tried so hard to hide my depression as a kid. Guess I was super bad at it lol.
Well, it’s actually norepinephrine and dopamine that I struggle with, but that’s bc I have adhd.
It’s amazing what a parent deciding to try crack at 45 years old will do to a kid. Thank God Mama was smart enough to get us tf outta there. But yeah, I got the whole “old soul” thing my whole childhood.
My love of doo wop probably didn’t help
