xDreamseller
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First off, there are 3 things you should know about me:
1. I love my parents more than anything else in the world
2. This is the only thing I've ever held against someone longer than a day
3. I've always listened to advice from others and taken it onboard. Like when adults say school will be one of the best times of your life...I understood that from the day I started school and cherished every day.
When I was a kid, I lived in a really small neighborhood where all the kids played together, even though there was a huge age gap between the youngest and oldest.
My neighbor, she was 2 years older than me and even though our parents didn't always get along, we spent every day together. She is the reason for this post.
The few memories I have of being that age, most are of our time together. (I remember the inside of her house much better than my own...I probably spent more time there)
Even back then at that age, I knew. I knew that this type of relationship was special and that I was lucky to have it.
It was not meant to be however, as my parents decided to move and live across town in the countryside, away from the city, forcing me to change schools. It might not seem like a big deal today, but in the late 90's, before kids had cellphones, no social media and no public transport, I had no way of contacting my old friends and most importantly my neighbor on a regular basis.
I'm fairly certain that that was the point my shyness in front of adults turned into social anxiety from everyone. I cut myself off from my old friends and social groups, only managing to form a handful of new friendships at my new school.
To be honest, I didn't care about the social anxiety, I didn't care about moving house or school...all I cared about was losing my neighbor. If anyone has seen That 70's show, we were going to be Eric and Donna. If you've seen the butterfly effect, we were going to be Evan and Kayleigh.
I've thought about it every day and I resent my parents for it. I still have dreams about her and think of what could have been.
I've never talked to anyone about any of this. My parents knew I didn't want to move house, but hey, it was a dream of theirs to live in the countryside and the kid can hardly decide where to live. I've not once mentioned it in all the years since however. I know that asking "What if..." never leads to anything good, but I can't help think: "What if...we had never moved home?". I was popular, had self confidence, was physically fit, had the perfect girl next door...I lost all of that when I moved home.
I'm not sure what I'm looking for from this thread...I've just finished watching The Butterfly Effect and Super 8, both of which reminded me of this...
TL/DR: Had everything sorted..family moved..it changed me and I lost it all.
1. I love my parents more than anything else in the world
2. This is the only thing I've ever held against someone longer than a day
3. I've always listened to advice from others and taken it onboard. Like when adults say school will be one of the best times of your life...I understood that from the day I started school and cherished every day.
When I was a kid, I lived in a really small neighborhood where all the kids played together, even though there was a huge age gap between the youngest and oldest.
My neighbor, she was 2 years older than me and even though our parents didn't always get along, we spent every day together. She is the reason for this post.
The few memories I have of being that age, most are of our time together. (I remember the inside of her house much better than my own...I probably spent more time there)
Even back then at that age, I knew. I knew that this type of relationship was special and that I was lucky to have it.
It was not meant to be however, as my parents decided to move and live across town in the countryside, away from the city, forcing me to change schools. It might not seem like a big deal today, but in the late 90's, before kids had cellphones, no social media and no public transport, I had no way of contacting my old friends and most importantly my neighbor on a regular basis.
I'm fairly certain that that was the point my shyness in front of adults turned into social anxiety from everyone. I cut myself off from my old friends and social groups, only managing to form a handful of new friendships at my new school.
To be honest, I didn't care about the social anxiety, I didn't care about moving house or school...all I cared about was losing my neighbor. If anyone has seen That 70's show, we were going to be Eric and Donna. If you've seen the butterfly effect, we were going to be Evan and Kayleigh.
I've thought about it every day and I resent my parents for it. I still have dreams about her and think of what could have been.
I've never talked to anyone about any of this. My parents knew I didn't want to move house, but hey, it was a dream of theirs to live in the countryside and the kid can hardly decide where to live. I've not once mentioned it in all the years since however. I know that asking "What if..." never leads to anything good, but I can't help think: "What if...we had never moved home?". I was popular, had self confidence, was physically fit, had the perfect girl next door...I lost all of that when I moved home.
I'm not sure what I'm looking for from this thread...I've just finished watching The Butterfly Effect and Super 8, both of which reminded me of this...
TL/DR: Had everything sorted..family moved..it changed me and I lost it all.
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