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Trab

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  1. It may be a matter of interpretation issues. When I went to school, about 4 decades ago, I averaged 49% for about 2/3 of the year, and only at the last was I able to pull off a pass, and this was fairly consistent for the last 3 years of high school. I found that I was simply unable to comprehend the strange (to me) interpretations of the written word that I was expected to spout back. With my Aspergers Syndrome (as I know know I have) it is very hard to do anything but take everything literally. Euphemisms go over my head, as do metaphors, and even descriptions of emotional states. Years and years have finally taught me many of them, but in my early years those things kept me from achieving any kind of good grades. Math, being straight forward, was generally a huge success, no matter how little effort I put into it. I'm not saying you have AS, but the 'bad' grades may not be your fault. You may have been affected by writer's block too. Unless you fail writing, it's certainly not because you cannot write. :icon1:

  2. Congratulation. I have to go one step further though. Whoever that was, he may have accidentally clicked on that category, but he DELIBERATELY clicked on your story, and he READ IT, based on what he instantly liked about it. :biggrin:

  3. Sadly, Jason, it wasn't Alex who was fucked over; it was you. You know what you truly need (in my humble view)? A friend. A true friend. Maybe even a friend to love. Not someone who wants something from you. Not someone who wants sex. Not someone to be lusted over. Just someone to love you, for you. Just someone to love. Just someone... If truth be known, you rip my heart out Jason, you truly do. And there's nothing, NOTHING, I can do to help, and that makes it all the worse.Somehow, and I don't know how, you need to see your own goodness. You need to see your own badness, and forgive yourself. You may not find that external friend to love, but if you work at it, you may just find that true friend inside yourself, hiding, quivering in fear, but oh so wanting to meet with you. Look deep, Jason. I KNOW he's in there, waiting for you.

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