Oh, that makes sense. Will I ever stop saying dumb stuff and making a fool of myself? The world may never know.
Why are you beating yourself up?
Virginia: This thread is for disabilities, and if there is something wrong with ones sight, that is a major disability, considering that it hinders and retards one of the most important senses.
TSS: I too am blind as a bat, if it weren’t for contacts and glasses I wouldn’t know what to do!
I’ve never been good at making threads, and never will be most likely. 
I don’t know what else to say, other than I’m sorry. There. I’m a jerk. I’m no fun. The end. Yay, we all agree I stink, now back tot he topic.
Anyway, I think it’s interesting that bipolar disorder is pretty much the only major one to my knowledge that nobody here claims.
I have a speech disorder like I said before, not sure if I have anything else.
What kind? I have a lisp. I had speech classes in middle school, but she said my lisp was “personality enhancement”, and people still understood me, so I didn’t have to drop it. 'Sides, I like it. 
I’ve never been like diagnosed or anything, but I’ve had some OCD in me for a long time now. It used to take me hours to fall asleep trying to do my little rituals, but then I somehow got over that. I still have traces here and there, but I guess that counts-ish, right?
Yes, that counts. 
If I were you, I’d get checked on. It’s best to know for sure.
I tend to be a emotional masochist. I usually take the blame for a lot of social and emotional issues, and I tend to think of myself lower than other people, that I like.
Lots of people say they have OCD, and that’s why I don’t consider people to have it unless they’re diagnosed from a psychiatrist or doctor. Lots of people have things that bother them, and likes thinks even or in order or symetrical. But OCD is really considered a problem if it hinders one from living normally.
I was diagnosed with OCD, which really influenced my Anxiety disorder. But ever since I’ve been taking anti-panic pills it isn’t a problem anymore, but it used to be really bad.
Me too. I find it’s easier to blame and despise ones self than to sit and argue your own innocence. When people hate you so much and you’re so annoying, there’s nothing else left to do. I just take the blame, and it hurts, but it goes away faster. And I try to talk less, because my blabbing drives most of the kids crazy. They don’t want to hear about movies or politics, and I have nothing else to say. All there is to do is say “I’m sorry” and leave so they can ignore your annoyingness.
Well, I only tend to look down on myself towards people I like, because that’s what my nervousness does. It accidentally makes them feel better than I do, but of course, then I too feel better when they are.
Well, some people make me very nervous and then I don’t know how to act or what to say. Like for example my mom’s cousin. I know her pretty well, and she’s not mean to me, but I just freeze up and go nuts around her. It’s crazy! Same with my 7th grade math teacher, but that’s–different. 
I also find it difficult to say anything intelligible to anyone i dearly like. So nervous…
Exactly!! I don’t know if this is relevant to my disability, but I personally believe it is. I’m so tired of feeling guilty for saying how I really feel because it hurts or upsets my friends or family. It’s like I can’t even have my own ideas, because everyone I disagree with just gets angry. I don’t know what to do. I wish I could avoid all human contact period. Even if I was miserable, I would know what it’s like not having to deal with people who just hurt me and yell at me.
I think what we need to learn from our social issues is reputable sacrifice.
IV: As Spirit has said, I was merely discussing semantics and the patronising tone some well-meaning folks take to describe mentally-disabled people as ‘special’. It is a form of reverse discrimination; like I said, calling an apple a ‘sweet and juicy red fruit’ instead of simply calling it an ‘apple’.
I have no problem with the thread title, so please don’t blame yourself or feel bad about it. I think what you guys need to do is to have a little self-confidence. You can be assertive withoug being offensive. Stand strong in your beliefs, but if you find you have made a mistake or misconception, simply apologise to the other party. Unless you knew you did it on purpose and with the intention to hurt the other person (in which case you really should feel sorry), don’t feel bad about it. Everyone makes mistakes. No one is perfect.
If I encounter a difference in opinion with someone, I don’t apologise. I simply step back and observe the person’s explanation. If he/she makes sense, then I will side with their opinion. If what he/she doesn’t make sense or is insulting, I simply say I respect your opinion and ‘kill’ the conversation.
It really helps to get into more social situations instead of withdrawing, cos’ that’s where you’ll learn how to negotiate and respond to conflicts in life. Also, read as much as possible. Watch a variety of news and current affairs programmes, so you’re more knowledgeable and know how to debate better. Observe how strong and confident characters in your favourite movies and TV shows respond to socially awkward situations and you can get ‘ideas’ on how to be witty and tenacious in your relationships.
Always give the benefit of the doubt, but don’t be apologetic if you accidentally make a mistake. It’s a fine balance, and I know how difficult it is for those who are socially or mentally-handicapped, but everything improves with practice. I was once bullied and my parents thought I was autistic because I was so shy, but when I got into university, I made more friends and participated in more extracurricular activities.
Trust me, things get better.
Thank you for your whole post tdit, but this last line is very important!
I have an Anxiety Disorder, that got to horrible heights my first year in high school. Along with the disorder came hypochodria, Depression and OCD. Things got to the point where I thought I was dying, and my body in response would show signs that I was. Eventually, I would kick and screem in pain, and my paren’ts wouldn’t know what to do as I scratched myself and tore out my hair. I nearly actually committed suicide by drinking a jar of Nail Polish remover.
Luckily for me, I was able to be taken to consulers, psyciatrists, and be put on anti-anxiety medications. It was a rough journey.
But what if I did kill myself that night? I would over never had a chance to go to England, Ireland, and Wales. I would of never joined Future Farmers of America, a program that helped my self esteem, public speaking, allowed me to raise animals, and provide me with college scholarships. I wouldn’t of made the friends I have now. I wouldn’t be a college student with a good job! I wouldn’t have, dare I say it, Pixar Planet!
My story isn’t a heroes story, and I don’t want anyones pity. But hearing all of what you’re going threw kind of reminds me of what I went threw, in a different way. Bullying, feeling left out. Trust me, it gets better!
Oh, my, I’m so sorry 
I didn’t know you went through all that.
I’m just glad you changed and are better now, cause you certainly deserve to be alive.
Hugs.
I’m sorry you two had to go through that. And I’m also sorry I keep bringing my problems up. It must seem pretty…self involved. I’m really sorry about everything.