I'm a recovering shoplifter who has gotten away with the theft of 2 cans of coke, a bag of chips, 2 packets of AAA batteries, at least 25 small chocolate bars and an uncountable amount of chewing gum, breath mints and throat lozenges. These habits fortunately started dying down from the age of 17.
About this time last year I dissociated so hard I ended up walking over the hill into town (about 5km) at 3am carrying nothing but a phone and a pair of scissors.
My long term memory of 2008 and prior is pretty much photographic, but from 2009 to 2014 I have a huge chunk of amnesia and barely remember high school.
I say I don't like homestuck (I still don't read it), but I am a complete and utter sucker for Karkat.
There was a (very short) point in my life where I actually didn't mind PewDiePie or his god awful annoying voice.
I hate furaffinity and (secretly) automatically judge any furry who regularly posts there.
Or uses Bad Dragon. That company can rot in hell for all I care.
I actually do have an attraction to men, it just took me a ridiculously long time to push my gender identity issues out of the way first.
This now means I am aroused at the thought of myself as a man (I mean I am a guy, but only mentally). Like. Wear a binder and swoon in the mirror levels of attraction to man-self.
I won't drop names but ever since I first left the site about 6 years ago, I held deep, petty grudges against certain members which then turned into a crippling paranoia/anxiety/self-berating-guilt about ever running into them again - be it on this site, another site or for whatever reason, IRL. This is why it's taken me so long to come back and to be totally honest I'm still incredibly guarded.