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Interesting Facts About You That Few People Know About

Something no one knows about me? Um... im actually really shy in person when it comes to women..

but then a lot of guys are...
 
What you guys don't know about me could fill a whorehouse, but I'll stick to the more interesting bits.

I have Tourette's, but most people wouldn't know it from meeting me. I control it very well when I'm in public.

I don't look like much of a fighter but when I was a kid, I broke my hand punching a bully in the face.

I lived in Alaska for four years.

I'm very creative. I write stories, novels, poetry, essays, etc. I also compose music and dabble in graphic arts. I write programs to do various weird things, for fun.

Oh, I've got one I bet most of you don't know. My wife and I are polyamorous.
 
Oh, I've got one I bet most of you don't know. My wife and I are polyamorous.

You and your wife any any TrekBBS gathering may be able to hel psolve the pesky TrekBBS virgin problem.

I'd be happy to lend my services to any of the young (or not so young) ladies here. :devil:

Unfortunately, I'm in New Jersey and she's in Indiana (due to my current work situation), so any of you boys in the midwest will just have to try your luck. :lol:
 
Oh, I've got one I bet most of you don't know. My wife and I are polyamorous.

You and your wife any any TrekBBS gathering may be able to hel psolve the pesky TrekBBS virgin problem.

I'd be happy to lend my services to any of the young (or not so young) ladies here. :devil:

Unfortunately, I'm in New Jersey and she's in Indiana (due to my current work situation), so any of you boys in the midwest will just have to try your luck. :lol:

And another thing ... the "virgin majority" are guys, not ladies. :D
 
You and your wife any any TrekBBS gathering may be able to hel psolve the pesky TrekBBS virgin problem.

I'd be happy to lend my services to any of the young (or not so young) ladies here. :devil:

Unfortunately, I'm in New Jersey and she's in Indiana (due to my current work situation), so any of you boys in the midwest will just have to try your luck. :lol:

And another thing ... the "virgin majority" are guys, not ladies. :D

Dammit!!
 
I guess I just wanted to explain part of the reason I'm so insecure. But also for everyone to keep in mind that there are things we don't know about each other, even when we think we do.

This is very true.

Hope that's not too much of a downer!

Not at all. This does not make one whit of difference to how I see you. I think you're lovely.

I'm just sorry you suffered so much growing up. :(
 
I guess he was just a gay guy looking for a good time, but even if I was very open about my sexuality at the time, I would've said no anyway. I didn't know him at all, and I'm not the kind of person going at it with random strangers.

Exactly! For all my joking around, someone offering sex, right out of nowhere, would get a weird look and a no from me.


Anyhoo, interesting facts about me that few people know:

* I am a practitioner of Tai Chi

* When I was in 3rd grade, I beat the hell out of a bully twice my size, and shoved him up against a wall, raising him off the ground several inches before headbutting him, making his nose bleed.


J.
 
I was born with cerebral palsy. I spent most of my childhood in various physical therapy programs; and now, most people can't even tell. I do have a slight gait that, unless you're looking for, wouldn't even notice it.

Other than having my application to the Naval Academy turned down, it's had very little effect on my life.

Wow. I'm glad it's had little effect on your life outside of that.

Okay, fact about me that few people know. I could do a silly list of quirks, because I have an endless amount, but I'm going to go with something serious instead. Some of the recent comments around here have had me thinking about it.

People around here are now starting to understand that I am very self-conscious about my physical appearance and that I have low self-esteem in that regard. Many of you probably do not understand why.

I'm wearing makeup in every picture you have seen of me (excluding chidlhood pics). I don't often wear mascara, eyeliner, eyeshadow, lipstick, whatever. But I wear a heavy foundation to cover my face. This is because I have many scars on my face, and they are really quite horrible.

All through high school and even beyond, my parents dragged me to countless dermatologists to see what could be done. I was examined, performed procedures on, made promises, made to take medicine, and .... nothing. One dermatologist actually succeeded in essentially giving me an acid burn on a part of my face that he was trying to treat. I know my parents and family meant well, but they made me feel like my physical appearance was some horrible disfigurement that simply had to be fixed at whatever the cost. I think they felt that I would never be physically attractive to anyone otherwise.

Eventually, I told them I was done. That rather than endless promises and doctors' visits, I just wanted to try and accept what I was. They relented and only occasionally ask me to see a dermatologist now. The thing is, I haven't accepted it. If I leave the house, I wear makeup. Whether it's to go to the store, just to go to the drive-thru, to visit friends. I won't step out of the house to get the mail or answer the door to the mailman if I don't have makeup on. Only the people closest to me see me without any makeup, now.

When I think of myself, my self-image is that which you see in pictures. The makeup version. I can't find a way to cope with how I look unless I retain that self-image. I do know that I can be attractive with makeup. I see guys look at me, and I can recognize that attention. But I feel that they're not really seeing me, or appreciating me as I truly am. It also doesn't help that my sister is gorgeous and all eyes always go straight to her.

The thing is, I did manage to find someone who loves me for who I am. Even in high school, I think my family was a bit surprised at the guys who were interested in me. And when I brought home my husband for the first time when we were dating, my sister kept talking about how he was so good looking. I know they're somewhat surprised I managed to find someone like him.

I still struggle with this a lot and one of the reasons I liked the internet so much was that no one needed to see me. I can sit here and post without makeup on and none of you treat me any differently for it. So ... I don't know why I went into all this. I guess I just wanted to explain part of the reason I'm so insecure. But also for everyone to keep in mind that there are things we don't know about each other, even when we think we do.

Hope that's not too much of a downer!

I just want to echo a couple other people, and say that it looks to me like you've dealt with it much better than you think you have.

Courage comes with acceptance. You may still have a little way to go, but the strides you've been able to make, in finding someone (plus in letting that someone find you), in being able to say "enough" to your family....those are huge things.

And keep in mind, people with no scars at all wear makeup...the fact that you do, too, doesn't make you less than they.

Add me to the list of people here that think you're a gem among us, Kestra, because clearly what you've had to deal with has made you into the positive, empathetic person you are.
 
I'm pretty much an open book, but I'll see what I can think of:

-When I was 14, I got my black-belt in Tae Kwon Do

-In from grades 5-8, students at my school would were required to prepare a speech and present it to their class. The class would then choose two people to go on and compete in a regional public speaking competition. In 5th grade, my best friend and I were both selected, but I was later embarrassed by this, as I came to realize that my speech was not terribly interesting or relevant. The next year, we were both chosen again, and this time, I was looking forward to it much more, as I thought I had a much better speech prepared. Unfortunately, the night of the competition, I became quite ill and couldn't attend.

-At my high school graduation, I was given an award for achievement in the subject of drama, which came as a delightful surprise to me, as I thought one had to submit their name for consideration for these awards, and I hadn't done so (my teacher submitted my name for the award). Plus I got $75 with the award, so I was quite pleased.

Oh, and since a few others have brought this up, I too have a piece of pencil stuck in my body (the inner elbow to be precise). My best friend and I were goofing off (I forget how old I was -- maybe 8 or 9), and he accidentally stabbed me with his pencil. Today, there remains a piece of that pencil still inside my arm, so even though my friend and I are no longer in touch, I'll always have something to remember him by. ;)
 
Posted by J. Allen:

* When I was in 3rd grade, I beat the hell out of a bully twice my size, and shoved him up against a wall, raising him off the ground several inches before headbutting him, making his nose bleed.

Damn. Where were you when I was in high school? ;)
 
When I was nine a documentary film crew spent three months with my family for an HBO documentary produced and narrated by Gloria Steinem. I was in my awkward chubby phase to boot. Shortly thereafter Heather Locklear starred as my mother in a made-for-TV movie "inspired" by my family.

In the 6th grade gifted class I stuck a toothpick all the way through my left hand.

In the 2nd grade gifted class I stabbed myself with a pencil. The graphite tip broke off and got lodged in my thumb, and the wound healed around it, so I've had a small chunk of pencil in my thumb ever since.
Another kid stuck me in the thumb with a pencil when we were both in 1st grade. Same deal - still have the mark.
I have one too, in my right forefinger. I was bouncing my pencil up and down on its eraser in calculus back in 9th grade.
 
Posted by J. Allen:

* When I was in 3rd grade, I beat the hell out of a bully twice my size, and shoved him up against a wall, raising him off the ground several inches before headbutting him, making his nose bleed.
Damn. Where were you when I was in high school? ;)

It was one of the first indicators that I had a terribly powerful temper. This guy was twice my size, and I was a little squirt in 3rd grade. I didn't start really growing until I was about 13. As for my temper, it was years later when I finally mastered that temper and started channeling it into far more positive and constructive uses. No one picked on me, though! :D


J.
 
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