Back in freshman year high school, I was participating in a group project where we needed to record our voices. Prior to and during the recording I thought my voice is fine, since Ive always used the same voice and from my perspective it sounded coherent and somewhat deep. After finishing, I played back the video, and was utterly shocked on how different my actual voice was. I'm not exactly a squeaker it is more of stuttering/slurring problem for me, as well as naturally shaky and awkward voice, resulting in an incoherent, tongue tied speech thats sound like a complete (literal) retard. In addition, it was brutal hearing other peoples normal voice juxtaposed against my inferior, submissive voice, as if the video was showcasing to me how far away I was from the common standards.
This event came with the realization that my voice has always been perceived in this way by other people, which made matters only worse since I began to consciousnessly percieve how other people hear my voice, causing more stuttering, slurring, and nervousness for me. As a result, I began socializing less and less, degrading my verbal communication skills as well.
Due this sequence of tribulations, which were all caused by a lack of tongue space (genetics strikes again
), I am now unable to keep up with any basic verbal conversation in real life and try my best to avoid any human interactions in general; And somehow, funny enough, as suggested by my username, this is not even the worst of my subhuman traits. In the end, I've now grown used to isolation and most parts of me no longer feel the desire to pursue love. I have given up all possibilities for romantic love or even a normal relationship and I will keep myself occupied with copes until my hopefully impending demise.
This event came with the realization that my voice has always been perceived in this way by other people, which made matters only worse since I began to consciousnessly percieve how other people hear my voice, causing more stuttering, slurring, and nervousness for me. As a result, I began socializing less and less, degrading my verbal communication skills as well.
Due this sequence of tribulations, which were all caused by a lack of tongue space (genetics strikes again
), I am now unable to keep up with any basic verbal conversation in real life and try my best to avoid any human interactions in general; And somehow, funny enough, as suggested by my username, this is not even the worst of my subhuman traits. In the end, I've now grown used to isolation and most parts of me no longer feel the desire to pursue love. I have given up all possibilities for romantic love or even a normal relationship and I will keep myself occupied with copes until my hopefully impending demise.
