So I heard you would like to contribute to the now delayed EB CRT? Well, be my guest. You can join in on this little group chat (that is sorta inactive unfortunately) that is dedicated to helping the CRT become a reality.
I've already added you, so once you accept it we can get you in.
I'd just like to say don't get too emotionally involved in character debates, the users in the wiki are doing this for fun, and never use directly hostile language towards someone. Rarely anyone ever saying something that is out of malice or hatred of the other user, and from personal experience I've yet to see anything that was "mean" towards you, at best we were being confrontational, and that too, at the absolute best.
Also, as a personal note, please don't go around making pointless comments to boost your pride for whatever reason. It's frankly, obnoxious, and makes you look, for the lack of a better term, pathetic more than anything else.
And if you would prefer, don't target me in a public forum when I had disclosed private information to you. If you want to talk to someone like that, take it to their message wall.
Well, I have tried to get help through psychotherapy, but I had a bad therapist who mis-diagnosed me and gave me the wrong medication and it probably screwed me up even more... I have a massive backstory of my life, my life's been hell... If you want, you can here it all... I write it down on Sticky Notes to take it all out on what's the reasons to why it bothers me...
So I was born in a small town right in the middle of a neighbourhood. I had a rich dad and a poor mum to look after me. As a baby, I had a normal life, everything went normal. But they noticed something different about me, so it goes onto the next part. At 2 1/2, I was diagnosed with autism and yeah, Idek how my parents reacted to that. How was I as a little child? I was a genius, knowing ten, hundred, thousand, ten-thousand, one-hundred-thousand and even a million and knowing how to make them! :D I even started to get good at video games too, knowing every type and its weaknesses when I was four, knowing what STAB is and how to fight! :D At 2 1/2, my sister was born. No more children were made after that. But one thing about me, I was a pretty bad and mischievous kid, screaming, damaging property and so and so. My mum tried to help me of course. But my dad, he was disgusted at what he created. At age 4, I started to see the nightmare that my dad was, showing the true monster he is. My dad is a psychopath and I know what a psychopath is. He screamed at me for every slightest thing, bad or not, saying that I was useless and I shouldn't have existed, emotional abuse. Then later on in the time it then added to physical abuse, he would slam me on the ground, punch me to the ground. My sister also living in that environment, she used physical abuse to me as well. As time went on. My dad in my room, noticing me in my bed, smiling. Pulling over the duvet and fondled and grabbed my privates and molested me. Screamed and cried but he just said that I was being like I always was. He made sure that my mum and my sister didn't see this as well. So he knows that it's wrong yet he continues to do it... Yes, all of that happened. And it happened for SEVEN YEARS. How it stopped? He went with another woman and left us. But he took us there and abused her as well. I started to not know about any of it, but having flashbacks. I just blocked it all out. I didn't know until around 16. But how I felt, ugh... How he could do this to me and get away with it and no one came to save me... So I did the unthinkable. I abused him back. At that time, I thought I would be a hero doing it and everyone would cheer for me... It started with emotional abuse from me, then physcial, then started to become literal psychological and physical torture. If my family defends him, I hurt them too, because I see them as just as bad. I tortured him for half a year. How it stopped? When my mum called the police on me. So I ran away and escaped the police. And now I'm here, in two months, I'll be 19. I turned myself in and got into a psych session and got put on medication. But yeah, I was, I easily escaped them and went out of the town. My family is gone now. I live on my own, apart from my mum who comes in in the evening and then she sleeps there now.
First off, as a person with Aspergers, Autism is an absolute pain to deal with when you're not fully aware of it and at times you can get rather emotional very quickly and kinda lose it in a surge, so I know how that's like
One thing for certain is that you should try to reconcile with your family outside of your dad, tell them what's been going on and how you have been feeling, talking goes a long way.