Yeah, I'll look under the box spring and behind headboard as well.Just lift the mattress and look around the edges. Don't be surprised if there's a titty magazine under there...
hey now, I'm not /that/ immature...Cue rick lapping the room shouting "ZOMG titties!"
I tend to have well......absolutely awful luck.
This is probably it. You see, I grew up living with my overprotective grandma (and absolutely hopeless - not her fault mind you- mom - she's legally blind and disabled so she never really experienced anything from her mid 20's onward unassisted...) until 13 when the depression of being truly mediocre with no social life/skills and yet being pressured to become some famous doctor or computer scientist from my mom and grandma (but not getting me the academic help I needed because "youre not dumb/a retard!") basically pushed me over the edge mentally.You sure you're not just a whimpy hypocondriac who keeps himself so sterilized that he has absoluutly no resistance to bacteria, rashes, bugbites, and all other crap a normal person does not even get/notices? So then he has 'awfull luck' in always ending up with a booboo? I feel if you had to work outside a day in your life it would kill you, it really would...
Honestly dude....I've met cleaning addicted, sheltered, extreemly narrow world view, clueless housewives who were less bothered to stay a night at a hotel, and pretty much everything else, than you are.
The world is not a kind place, and if you stay this soft, it will eat you alive kid.
This is probably it. You see, I grew up living with my overprotective grandma (and absolutely hopeless - not her fault mind you- mom - she's legally blind and disabled so she never really experienced anything from her mid 20's onward unassisted...) until 13.
Things like not being allowed to close car doors myself for fear of being pinched, not being allowed to go outside often or play sports for fear of me having a asthma attack.
Just lots of little things that fucked up my childhood and led me to live this sheltered existence that I'm still trying to work my way out of 13 or so years later. It's been slower than I'd like but I've made considerable progress...yet I have a lot more to go.
Didn't mean to go down this serious path but hey figured everyone should know some background.
I hear that, tell you this kid, you might not believe it, but I was raised by my Grandparents to, I know all about growing up overprotected and ending up a whimp as a result....when I was 10 I was sick all the time, scared of my own shadow, got bullied as a result offcourse, I'm sure I don't have to tell you how that is, a couple of terrible years.
Turning point for that was me standing up to the head bully at the time, think I was 14, turns out I have a mean streak....details about that story are available on request but lets just say he never bullied anyone after that to the best of my knowledge, after that things started getting better, I got more outdoorsy, working with my hands, thinking independent, fuck the rules, 'manly', whatever the fuck that means, I ended up on the other end of the scale from you I suppose, not sure that's ideal in this day and age either because living in the land of a million rules and metrosexuality it makes you just as much of an outcast, but you know, fuck it
My point is kid, it is possible to break out of it, I can't tell you how, I don't know what works for you, but it is possible.