For me it was 6th grade through 9th grade (1990-1994). The hellish abuse I was being put through at home stopped abruptly at the end of 5th grade, when my parents sent my brother to live with our grandma. In 10th grade is when I got sick and miserable with ulcerative colitis, during which time I also fell deep into depression and started having some psychotic symptoms. But damn, I had four glorious years of enjoyment.
I suppose next would be 2005-2008, as I was healthy and happy during that period as well, until things fell apart and I had another psychotic break (August/September 2008).
When I was 19 it was a both great and hellish year. The first half was great then the second half was hell. Other than that maybe 5th grade was pretty good before it was downhill after that. And the most recent year hasn’t been bad for me either. But I hope it continues to get better.
I would say the seventh and eighth grade. There were things that were wrong in my life, but I could relax around people during this time. That felt so good.
When I was 19 I got a huge inheritance and my life was falling into place I wasn’t stuck in an abusive situation I was going to school I didn’t have to work. But I ■■■■■■ it up.
No I don’t I spent most of it on school and wasted the little bit I had left from that spent it on someone who took advantage of me and the last bits were spent on vet bills and supporting me when i I was unemployed. I got the money like 5 years ago but I’ve been pretty much broke the past 2 years. I’m fully dependant on my parents now but Idk how long that’s gonna last I’m so ■■■■■■
When I was three to six. 1999-2002. Lived in a nice house in a city. I remember this time super clearly. Things are easier when you’re a little kid. I miss it so much.
I have very fond, nostalgic memories of my early 20s. The years roughly from age 21 through 22 were the best of my life. Though those years were not totally carefree and I did have my ups and downs, there was a magic to those days that I find impossible to recreate today.
Best time period is now by far. I’ve had about 2 years of strong happiness. Before this I was nuts for about 5 years and on different medications. In my late 20s I was on Wall Street as an investment banker. Had some happy times but the stress of NYC eventually did me in. My childhood was decent.
Even though I got little to no symptom relief, the two and a half years I went to high school (did home tutoring for part of HS) were mostly good. I had some girls like me ( I messed that up) and even though I wasn’t very good, I did throw the shot put on the track team. I hadn’t yet gained huge amounts of weight. I just got another look at my old track picture my mom had and I looked pretty good in my tank top like track uniform.
It was a very confusing time too though and I sometimes had trouble coping. I asked one girl to a dance, and could think only of making it the very best. Less than 48 hours before the dance she said I should go with her friend. Her friend actually was cute but I felt manipulated, which didn’t really make sense because how could either one of them have known I would ask her to the dance? At times the near constant hallucinations got to me. But I could talk to people and I tried to be mildly friendly if not social with people. I think most people were ok with me and some might have liked me.
