This is the about me I have on my personal blog: (Edited a bit, to shorten.)
Hello, my name is Scott, and physically, I am 38 years old. However, mentally and emotionally, I am 10 years old. I love being me, and anyone who does not like me for me, is missing out on the love i have for people. I had been in special needs throughout school, and had always been young for my age. Right now, I live with my physically disabled veteran father, who is helping me write this. I’ll let my Dad describe a bit about how I am, so you will better understand:
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Scott thinks and acts like the typical ten year old does. He still plays with toys, and does almost everything like a kid. He also sleeps like a kid does, positions and the needing to wear diapers (due to incontinence caused by pinched nerve and mental issues). He had been physically & mentally abused by his mother until he was six years old, then was sexually abused a few times by people from ages six to ten.
He had always been young for his age, even the schools had noticed that. He is also very emotional and very sensitive, and often cries in his sleep. He’s very affectionate, like he’d always been when he was a kid. Often, there are times when he does something or says something that is much like a kid, that we call it a “Kid moment.”
Scott can not hold down a job, and is often let go soon after getting the job. He tries his hardest, yet it never seems enough, and he gets rather upset about it. He is stuck having to try to act his age of thirty-seven, and I hate to see him doing it, as it is noticeable that it is hurting him having to do so. He does not like having to “Pretend he’s the grown up everyone expects him to be.”
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