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I had two elopements as a kid:
1) Sesame Street had just done a feature on thunderstorms, and we'd had a hailstorm that afternoon. I wanted to show Big Bird the hail we'd gotten. I asked Mom where Sesame Street was, she mumbled something about a studio in Pennsylvania, and several minutes later, she realized that things had gotten much too quiet. I made it a quarter mile before my dad caught me.
2) At age 8 or 10, I got up one fine morning, retrieved my bike from the shed, rode (in my pajamas!) to the far end of my elementary school, returned and put my bike back, all before anyone else was awake.
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This is a real struggle! I work with kids and it's so scary when a kid just leaves the classroom or runs away from the group! Plus you've got to go after them and make sure they're safe but if you run after them it might make them run further away! It feels like the kids don't understand the danger they're in but you the adult know!
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I remember being three years old and playing in the backyard by myself. All of a sudden I got the idea that I should go explore the neighborhood! So I just wandered off. It didn't take long before I got lost so I approached some adults in their front yard and told them I was lost. Luckily I had memorized my phone number and these were decent people! Yeah, so I gave them my number and they called my mom to come pick me up. 😮 Anyway, not much has changed.. I am still that wandering three yr old
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Whoaaa I can name so many occasions. The first thing that comes to mind is when I was about 5 or 6, I packed my Maisy suitcase with books and my Teddy, and left at Christmas because my parents "weren't doing Christmas right" and I was frustrated because of the way they did it, because I found out where the presents actually came from and didn't want to believe it, although I was faced with the facts. Another time when I was younger, about 4, I jumped into a pool without really knowing how to swim and my mum saw me slowly sinking and fished me out in the knick or time. I also become completely absorbed in shops and at stands and lose track of time. Especially book and stationary shops, but anything that sparkles or is bright and colourful also catches my eye. I spent and hour in a stationary shop before my parents realised I hadn't followed them out (ADHD also runs in the family haha). They retraced their steps and found me. But by far the scariest was at age 12 (trigger warning): I got lost in a crowd at a Christmas market, looking at sparkly decorations and miniatures (I love miniatures), and was shocked to feel a big hand under my skirt. I was slow to react, as usual, and didn't quite register what was happening. I just remember these dark eyes staring at me when I turned around. I searched for and called my mum, but before I could find her the hand was there again. And I couldn't describe the guy when I finally found my mum and she asked for a description of him.
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The more listen to you, the more normal I feel. I was hit by a car when I was 5 because I ran across the street to look at something. I was always trying to go across the street even when my mom threatened a spanking. (this was back in the olden days when spankings were normal). It’s not that I was being rebellious, I would just see something I wanted and try to get it. Threats were in my mind until I saw something, then, whoosh it was gone. I would walk 3 houses down to my friends house and my mom couldn’t find me. Things like that. I wasn’t scared of anything. My poor mother. I was always scaring her. 😂
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My Mom (who I now realize was AuDHD) was VERY concerned about kids drowning. She made sure we all learned to swim at 3 or 4. She had strict rules for swimming and boating when we were kids. That’s the one parenting thing I copied. Both my kids could swim at age 3. From the time they could sit in a tub, i had them putting their faces open snd blowing bubbles with eyes open! Most kids panic when they fal into water just from the feel of their faces underwater. We do contests in the to see who could hold their breath 30 seconds. All good pre-swim lesson learning. Neurodivergent kids often suck at sports but it turns out you need a sport on your college application…so both my kids did swim team. Quite a few of their swim team friends were diagnosed autistic as adults. It’s a team sport where nobody really needs high functioning social skills or group communication skills.
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Thank you so much for explaining this! I definitely have the same attraction to water, and needing to get away from overstimulating environments. But when you say elopement, the only way I've ever heard of that is regarding marriage. I appreciate you going into detail here and sharing this with us today!
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@abrownwalrusify
1 month ago
This explains why when things got tough as a young adult I moved cities or countries every year or so. Huh
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