glad to know there are more!
Hey, I'm sato (named after a comic book character who's a hikikomori, which I would be if I were a little more belligerent), I'm 19, and I've been a procrastinator since third or fourth grade.
so, my past: it started when I got into a gifted program in third grade, and I felt like I was so bad at it that I just blocked it out. I avoided it and never told my parents. it leaked into my regular schooling and during a conference, when they wanted to know why my grades had gone down so suddenly, I couldn't speak. all I did was burst into tears. I've done a lot of bursting into tears in front of teachers in my years. I've always been unable to communicate my feelings. it's weird. my parents want to know what's wrong, but they really actually don't. they just want it to be over. it's weird having parents who spoil you all the time, and then when you show any emotion besides joy they tell straight out to grow up.
it's hard knowing you have a reason to cry but at the same time knowing you're just being a big baby for it. instead I don't do anything.
I'm doing my senior year again in a lenient alternative school, but I've already failed classes simply because I'm scared of starting an assignment.
I'm a chronic procrastinator, and it doesn't have a name like depression or ADD or something. instead I'm just the lazy girl who should've dropped out if she didn't want to be in school. it's frustrating, to say the least. to say the most, I'm totally screwing my life up.
knowing that there are those who procrastinate so badly that it's a serious problem is uplifting. it doesn't feel so alien anymore. not to have any false epiphanies. here's to hoping I don't give up on this!