In 1997 I lived in A Volkswagen van with my parents. I had no clothes, no toys, no friends. A yard sale at the beach went down and some locals were selling a junky skateboard for 5$. I went and begged my mom for the 5$ and she refused me and said I would give up and never learn to skateboard and she didn’t want to waste her money. Returning dejected the people at the sale did me the best favor of my life. They didn’t give me the skateboard for free, and train me to live on hand outs from pity. The gave me some stickers and told me to sell them and make the 5$ to earn my board. I wasn’t even a teen, and you can imagine the self esteem issues I had being homeless and my mom would rather buy cigarettes and beer than her kid a 5$ skateboard. Approaching people on the street trying to pawn off stickers was a absolutely horrific proposition to me, major anxiety. Luckily the stickers they gave me to sell were ******* dope! I had surfing stickers from the 80’s. I felt comfortable approaching some surfer dudes about selling stickers so I set that as my strategy. First group I approached was very responsive and acted very enthusiastic in buying my stickers, it was probably a combo of me being a pitiful sight selling stickers on the street and the fact I actually had dope stickers. I returned to the yard sale and and got my skateboard. Not only did I learn to ride it, I could have advanced my skill level to professional if I desired. Getting that board was the start of my method of survival and acquiring resources. In order to get what I wanted I got others what they wanted and relied on my ingenuity. I prize my autonomy and I achieved that, freeing myself from burdensome schedules and enforced hourly wage. I wasn’t surrounded by scholars or people encouraging intelligent thought. I was not encouraged to fit into regular society and this is a major regret for me. I could have advanced academically, I was capable as a student, but it simply did not stimulate me, and rigid social order I find so utterly distasteful I couldn’t bear it. I was trapped to survive and not thrive for a long time. Going on here opened up some communication with folks who are educated and respectable professionals and I value this place, I feel I owe it something. It took me forever to cultivate a clear vision and some capabilities to share it. This is a special corner of the internet and I love it.
i really hope what you wrote is a joke or satire and not meant to be taken seriously, afterall this is the internet and you are not suppose to believe everything you read online.
