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bre_adIm 15, living in the east coast, shreddin in 7 springs. I wasnt new to park skiing as i started when i was 11. When i was 12, a lot of things trauma related happened. for example: grooming, abuse, emotional damage, etc. It was my 13th birthday and that was first time i ever tried to, yk. i never found enjoyment in life or a reason to even keep going. i had no friends and no one to go to. after things cooled down from my birthday, my dad decided to take me skiing one day. i was just a little kid with rentals that like doing 180s and boxes. i saw some dude in the park do a cork i think, and some rail shit. that inspired me. i spent that whole season cruising around and having a good time. next season i got my first pair of freestyle skis and boom. i met 3 kids. they were fucking amazing. i swear you meet the best people at the park. 3 kids ended up going onto 18. i have never had this much fun in my life. im currently in 9th grade, and ive been struggling pretty bad. with just school and anxiety attacks. unfortunately i found out i was bipolar and had frequent episodes but that didnt stop me from making a backyard rail setup. im here to peruse my dreams of becoming a professional free skier. im sick and tired of the real world and skiing is my only escape. shred on and peace.
bre_adIm 15, living in the east coast, shreddin in 7 springs. I wasnt new to park skiing as i started when i was 11. When i was 12, a lot of things trauma related happened. for example: grooming, abuse, emotional damage, etc. It was my 13th birthday and that was first time i ever tried to, yk. i never found enjoyment in life or a reason to even keep going. i had no friends and no one to go to. after things cooled down from my birthday, my dad decided to take me skiing one day. i was just a little kid with rentals that like doing 180s and boxes. i saw some dude in the park do a cork i think, and some rail shit. that inspired me. i spent that whole season cruising around and having a good time. next season i got my first pair of freestyle skis and boom. i met 3 kids. they were fucking amazing. i swear you meet the best people at the park. 3 kids ended up going onto 18. i have never had this much fun in my life. im currently in 9th grade, and ive been struggling pretty bad. with just school and anxiety attacks. unfortunately i found out i was bipolar and had frequent episodes but that didnt stop me from making a backyard rail setup. im here to peruse my dreams of becoming a professional free skier. im sick and tired of the real world and skiing is my only escape. shred on and peace.
JacobthesadskierYeah, my life's gone downhill a bit in the last two years, dad diagnosed with parkinsons, mum tried to run off and never see us again, family business nearly shut down and chronic loneliness and self hatred and anxiety. It's more than likely I would have committed suicide by now, if it wasn't for my cousin doing exactly that and seeing what it did to his family, and more so the thought of skiing. The idea of me never skiing again as a result was unimaginable, never pulling off a mute cork 7 (my dream trick.) never getting a face shot in deep powder, never learning rails, it simply wasn't an option for me, I can't lose the most important aspect of my life. It continues to be one of the main reasons I haven't tried to take my own life, and for that I am and will always be thankful. My apologies for this ramble, but I don't really have anyone to say this too in real life.
sullivanobrien_im very afraid one of the guys with -500 karma is gonna come in and ruin this thread
theabortionatorYeah, honestly the mountain was probably the only reason why I got through high school. I get that I could be frustrating to my teachers staring out at the snow, or never doing my homework, but being at the mountain a few nights a week.
That was the only thing that made sense to me for a while. Eventually started riding Gore more regularly when I was around 15, and then a munch more when I got a car. Made some good friends there and we would tear that place up on the weekend. Eventually worked there my senior year and the year after.
The mountain was a good place for me to process things, or completely forget about them, and both were useful at times. There were nights where it was icy af, insanely cold, and I was out there just lapping by myself. No park, just a few sketchy jumps I built and some side hits. But that was enough. Clear the mind and get away from whatever bullshit was going on elsewhere.
It's good to have creative outlets rather than destructive ones. A place you can go if everything else sucks. I think the mountain is or has been like that for a lot of people on here.
Life is weird sometimes but it can also be pretty cool. Hang in there. High school is a weird time for a lot of people, well probably everyone in some way. Try not to let the bullshit bring you down to much.
bre_adIm 15, living in the east coast, shreddin in 7 springs. I wasnt new to park skiing as i started when i was 11. When i was 12, a lot of things trauma related happened. for example: grooming, abuse, emotional damage, etc. It was my 13th birthday and that was first time i ever tried to, yk. i never found enjoyment in life or a reason to even keep going. i had no friends and no one to go to. after things cooled down from my birthday, my dad decided to take me skiing one day. i was just a little kid with rentals that like doing 180s and boxes. i saw some dude in the park do a cork i think, and some rail shit. that inspired me. i spent that whole season cruising around and having a good time. next season i got my first pair of freestyle skis and boom. i met 3 kids. they were fucking amazing. i swear you meet the best people at the park. 3 kids ended up going onto 18. i have never had this much fun in my life. im currently in 9th grade, and ive been struggling pretty bad. with just school and anxiety attacks. unfortunately i found out i was bipolar and had frequent episodes but that didnt stop me from making a backyard rail setup. im here to peruse my dreams of becoming a professional free skier. im sick and tired of the real world and skiing is my only escape. shred on and peace.
bre_adIm 15, living in the east coast, shreddin in 7 springs. I wasnt new to park skiing as i started when i was 11. When i was 12, a lot of things trauma related happened. for example: grooming, abuse, emotional damage, etc. It was my 13th birthday and that was first time i ever tried to, yk. i never found enjoyment in life or a reason to even keep going. i had no friends and no one to go to. after things cooled down from my birthday, my dad decided to take me skiing one day. i was just a little kid with rentals that like doing 180s and boxes. i saw some dude in the park do a cork i think, and some rail shit. that inspired me. i spent that whole season cruising around and having a good time. next season i got my first pair of freestyle skis and boom. i met 3 kids. they were fucking amazing. i swear you meet the best people at the park. 3 kids ended up going onto 18. i have never had this much fun in my life. im currently in 9th grade, and ive been struggling pretty bad. with just school and anxiety attacks. unfortunately i found out i was bipolar and had frequent episodes but that didnt stop me from making a backyard rail setup. im here to peruse my dreams of becoming a professional free skier. im sick and tired of the real world and skiing is my only escape. shred on and peace.
tutipupsyeah thats exactly how i feel too except i dont have anything else during the summer
skierman1. Get the fuck off social media.
2. Go outside.
3. Punch a pedophile in the face.
There, I just solved mental illness. You're welcome.
bre_adIm 15, living in the east coast, shreddin in 7 springs. I wasnt new to park skiing as i started when i was 11. When i was 12, a lot of things trauma related happened. for example: grooming, abuse, emotional damage, etc. It was my 13th birthday and that was first time i ever tried to, yk. i never found enjoyment in life or a reason to even keep going. i had no friends and no one to go to. after things cooled down from my birthday, my dad decided to take me skiing one day. i was just a little kid with rentals that like doing 180s and boxes. i saw some dude in the park do a cork i think, and some rail shit. that inspired me. i spent that whole season cruising around and having a good time. next season i got my first pair of freestyle skis and boom. i met 3 kids. they were fucking amazing. i swear you meet the best people at the park. 3 kids ended up going onto 18. i have never had this much fun in my life. im currently in 9th grade, and ive been struggling pretty bad. with just school and anxiety attacks. unfortunately i found out i was bipolar and had frequent episodes but that didnt stop me from making a backyard rail setup. im here to peruse my dreams of becoming a professional free skier. im sick and tired of the real world and skiing is my only escape. shred on and peace.