My first and oldest memory is of me having my parents give me various toys to stop me from crying because they were both about to go to work and i would be left alone for some stranger woman to take care of me, i don't even remember her face, nor have any memory of her whatsoever, she probably never came to take care of me.
I was 2 or 3, and that's why i'm a schizoid.
Also;
At around 8 years old, my teacher got bored of my autistic antics so much(my stimming by means of playing with my pens like a retard etc) that she humiliated me in front of the class by having me sit in a separate row and throwing my items at the floor so i'd have to pick them up, the horse-faced bitch, i hate her.
Primary school was hell, mom was told by one of my other teachers that i was "mentally-deficient", mom didn't think this through and instead concluded that i was so fucking NT, taking me to an incompetent psychiatrist to validate her stance, never was autism or any other bullshit suspected, either that or her(being a female) knew i was a nutjob and lied to my mom out of sympathy.