And yes, there are people who have suggested that I use "not caring about things as a shield." That's almost as stupid as telling me that I was hiding something by talking about Charles Schulz's Peanuts when I was turning ten years old.
That summer when I was told that by "an employee of the system," my grandmother told me to focus on the good memories, which was kind, but not a normal thing to tell someone just turning ten. That evening, I couldn't eat the soup at a local restaurant because it "was Trinitas soup," "Trinitas" being the hospital where I had to attend a program then.
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I started cracking my knuckles in stress that summer. When I was turning nine, I began cracking my jaw and doing something that I referred to as "thinking and swallowing." I also developed Bell's palsy from stress when I was turning nine.
When I was turning eight, my mother practically begged to buy me one of the first Pokemon games because of how depressed I was. She tried so hard to get me to see the first Pokemon movie because it "was what the other kids were doing."
It took until I did things on my own at nearly the age of 21 to even begin to stop "thinking and swallowing."
While society, culture, and socialization have always SUCKED (if you ask me), and it's in large part because of that that I don't do nostalgia, that doesn't mean that I can't have fun!
FYI, my father took me to the local amusement center when I was nine years old. There, I played Star Wars Racer Arcade once and Star Wars: Episode I Pinball a whole lot. I'll always appreciate that even if my father and I couldn't agree on some very important matters.
I had a "friend" in the past who couldn't understand that not everyone "felt happy watching cartoons as a child." He told me, "Yeah, everyone did that!" I then tried to explain, and he told me that I "decided to feel traumatized by cartoons," telling me that like it was a question.
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