This is a little late due to technical difficulties but as I said I would I am posting an identity reveal. Tbh this is more for me than you guys but go ahead and gander. Since I have a lot to say, I will be splitting this into different parts and see what happens. Take a look at what interests you. Been what, 3 years of me hiding this HELL YEAH? Go. f***ing. Wild.
Name: Andrew Rexrode
Wow look, everything I ever said about myself is a lie. Who woulda thunk that people on the internet aren't trust-worthy? No, for real though, sorry to everyone I ever lied to about this. It was pretty bum for me to do that. I won`t try and make an excuse cuz it aint cool of me to do so. One more time for people in the back - I`m sorry.
-Quick Warning: If you have an actual trigger of domestic abuse or abuse of any sort to not read this-
I grew up with my maternal grandmother with my mom and my increasing number of sisters (now at 5 btw, aged 13, 9, 6, 4, and 2) coming in and out of the house. This was until my grandmother`s drinking got out of hand and my mother decided to send me to my paternal grandfather around the age of 10.
For the next 2 years I was physically abused and beaten by him. I`m not saying this to ask for your pity or sympathy, past is past but I want to get it off my chest publically the kind of actions Richard Rexrode participated in. Pulling my hair and dragging me down the hall, locking me in the room and not even allowing me to leave it in order use the restroom (I had a corner), punching me, bending me over in the car and spitting in my face, gripping my hair to hit against the bed pillar. No one but his ex-wife really believes me though. Well my dad did, but I`ll talk about him in a second. I was always forced to live with everyone`s vision of this small time business owner that everyone was just gee golly friends with. I hated it. It wasn't true.
He`s a lot more stable now, thankfully. I learned that the result was, ironically, from his medication not mixing very well with alcohol. Thanks mom. To keep this summery a summery, I had trouble migrating from house to house after that. Not really coping well with "male authority figures", as my therapist puts it. Especially so with my father. Now he wasn`t as bad as Richard. Aaron was more disconnected and un-wanting of a child than just abusive. His advice to ne about Richard was "Hey, I survived it." I'm not gonna go in depth on him cuz he is a stereotypical deadbeat dad and isn't worth my time.
I`m still jumping a little tbh, but considering all the self-destructive behaviors I had as a result of my upbringing and that I have what was formerly diagnosed as Asperger's, I feel I've come a long way and I'm pretty proud of that. Just trying to settle in somewhere.
I realized that I didn't like how depressed I came off, despite it being true. So instead I decided make a persona based on all the traits I found appealing in one way or another. Roughly speaking, I made a mask I really liked. I didn't expect to make it my main account or anything. Yet people seemed liked XOXO a lot more than they ever liked MHANK, instantly marking on how "funny", "crazy", and ironically enough "real" they were... and I did too. So I abandoned my old account completely and stuck with XOXO. I became someone fake, someone I only dreamed of. Though, it always ate at me. I hated lying, but the further I got from myself, the better I felt. So the lie got bigger and bigger and bigger.
Using phone flashlight cuz its dark and I'm too lazy to get up and turn on the light
Thank you. I love every b!tchy part of you <3