It's your 11th birthday, you're trying to assert yourself as no longer a child, but a pre-teen now, and your mom gets you a bunch of childish gifts.
[[Give them to your brother.|hand-me downs]]
[[Freak out|worst birthday ever]]
You throw all your gifts away, lash out and start yelling about how this has been the "worst birthday ever."
You focus on the cake and hand your gifts down to your little brother.
[[big bully]]Your party ends, all your guests leave and your mother starts crying.
[[avoid]]You calm yourself down, apologize to your mother and spend the next month helping out around the house and trying to make it up to her.
[[you encounter a bully at school the next day|]]You go to your room for the night and refuse to acknowledge the situation, ever.
[[emo]]As time goes on, you continue to comfort reat and end up gaining a normal but significant ammount of weight. This results in your schoolmates bullying you.
[[fight for your right]]
[[ignorance is bliss]]You decide to fight back against the bullies, and your weight gives you an advantage. You start getting into physical fights.
[[bully]]You ignore the bullies at school and continue to bottle up your emotions and cope with them in unhealthy ways.
[[emo]]You get caught fighting and are suspended from school.
[[the boot]]You meet with your parents and the school guidance counsellor to talk about your "anger issues." Your family can't afford a therapist so they decide to send you to a kickboxing class instead.
[[kick your box]]You start working out your issues in kickboxing class, which eventually leads to you losing the weight from comfort eating over the years. Things seem normal.
[[overkill|fitspo]]You meet some edgy teens at your kickboxing class and they invite you to hang out with them.You of course go, because they're cool and older than you.
[[control freak]]You start to become obsessive about your body image and working out. You over do it, and are now attending the gym every day for three hours outside of kickboxing class.
[[control freak]]( set: $condition to "sad")
Your current condition is $condition
Eventually you graduate from middle school with deep emotional scars. You now find it extremely difficult to form healthy interpersonal relationships or regulate your own self-esteem.
[[start high school]]You become so good at fighting that eventually, you are the bully, not the bullied.
[[my office]]You decide to fight back against the bullies. You start regularly getting into physical fights, and always losing.
[[wimp]]you get kicked out of middle school
[[start fresh]]You start over at a completely new middle school, not having dealt with any of the emotional baggage you've conjured since your 11th birthday.
[[emo]]Unable to face your parents, you decide to run away from home instead of starting school somewhere else.
You meet some other homeless youth and decide to stick together.You go it alone and refuse to ask for any help from people around you.You loose the fight before it gets broken up, you don't get in any trouble but you are pretty badly beaten up. You continute to get beaten up until...
[[emo]]High school is a new eperience full of opportunities and new faces, a perfect place to reinvent yourself. And it sucks the whole time. You and your parents decide it might be a good idea for you to engage in something outside of school, in case the bullying from middle school persists, or you start to fall in with the wrong crowd, or you continue to get depressed like you have been. They throw in the added argument of college resume building and it doesn't really seem like you have a chioce in doing something extracurricular or not. To make is seem like you do have a choice, your parents offer you the option between a kickboxing class or an art class. Which do you take?
[[art]]( if: $condition is "sad") [ ( set $condition to "angry")
Your current condition is $condition
You start kickboxing, which at first seems lame or whatever, but you eventually find yourself channeling you pent-up anger and emotions into your kickboxing, and it becomes a soild way for you to express yourself.
[[until you do fall in with the wrong crowd|edgy teens]]
[[or you start to overdo it with the kickboxing|fitspo]]Art seems like the perfect escape. You love your class and you love making art. You figure out that this is actually one of your deeper passions in life. You enjoy painting these really elaborate self portraits, but your instructor tells you one day that he finds them narcissistic. Do you
[[take his feedback and branch out to more subject matter]]
[[continue making narcissistic art and develop this idea that your art teacher is the enemy]]
You start painting landscapes and still lifes and eventually work up a beautiful and well-rounded portfolio to apply to art school with. Your parents refuse to let you apply to more than one art college, but there's no way you'er going to college for anything but art. You have to decide between a prestegious, expensive school with a very small acceptance rate, or a smaller, cheaper, more attainable school. Do you...
[[shoot for the stars]]
[[play it safe]]You end up paining a series of extemely eccentric self portraits and you manage to sell two paintings before completing your first year of high school.You get in! You can't believe it, your dream school! Only one problem... you'd banked on your parents paying for your education, but they are unwilling to pay for art school. You were good enough to get in, but not good enough to get a scholarship or anything that would help you substaantially. What do you do?
[[take out a student loan]]
[[beg and beg your parents to pay]]
[[try to sell your art to make enough money for the first semester]]You get in to your back up school, as expected, and you're ready to go. The school is not ideal, but you're excited to take those first few steps to becoming an artist.You decide to investigate taking out a student loan, but you find out you need someone to co-sign it, and your parents refuse. Luckily, your estranged uncle is onboard.
[[start college]]Your parents concede to co-signing on a loan for you, but as they so gently put it, "You're 18 now, bud. We don't have to pay for you to live anymore." Which seems like a real load of crap because you know they'd be paying for you if you were gonna study like, engeneering or whatever.
[[start college]]The art world says your subject matter is too broad and basic, and you are unable to sell anything. If only you'd stuck to self-portraits.
[[start college]]You continue to exist in and out of institutions for the rest of your life, never really ammounting to much and never letting go of you deep well of angst.You move on from adolescence and start your actual life.(if: $condition is sad) [ (set: $condition to poor)
Your $condition is now poor
At the ripe old age of 18, you're finally an adult. Your ff to college to ensure yourself a bright future. And you're realizing, freedom is expensive.
[[New Horizons]]Over time, you have spiraled out of control and are now struggling to keep whhat little of it you had. However, the outside world notices and the consequences of your actions have now gotten you institutionalized.
[[The Bitter End]]