After the accident while I was in the ambulance was the first time I remembered thinking. "What do they think of my flood pants? I probably look stupid." And after that my personality flipped. I was incredibly self conscious and I couldn't understand social cues as easily, or give them. Math began to literally hurt my head and I couldn't understand it. Whenever I threw a ball it started to just ever so slightly curve off to the left. Unnoticeable at first but it got worse. I became more angry and would become sad even when I had nothing to be sad about. Which I now know to be depression. I also had to relearn right and wrong to some sense, as I had a vague notion that things like stealing and fighting were bad. But when I saw something I wanted there wasn't a 'good reason' not to take it. And when someone angered me, I couldn't figure out how to get the anger out aside from punching them in the face. Basically my inner weirdo is someone who sees everyone with nothing but love, smiles all the time, is a pro athlete, and doesn't even think that people are thinking about him.
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snow college - art 2950
Tuesday, February 19, 2019
Authentic Self Noble Kelsch
My inner weirdo. I'm not sure I would say it's an inner weirdo really. It was more like my original self. I do my best to make sure that I am as authentic as I can be. But there is a part of me that was fractured off because of an accident I experienced when I was nine or ten. I was riding my bike, but didn't realize that it had handle bar breaks instead of pedal breaks and was going far too fast to make a turn at the bottom of an overpass. So instead I slammed straight into the corner of the only square shaped fence post. My bike's front tire bent at a ninety degree angle and my skull was cracked in half. This completely changed my personality. Before that moment I had no sense of anxiety, or caring what other people think. I was extremely outgoing and extroverted. I was always smiling at everybody and telling even people I'd just met how much I loved them. I could sink a basketball from half court consistently as well. And was surrounded by people who knew my name because of these traits.
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