The Young Boy

Once there was a young boy who didn't know how to make friends. He would try to socialize but found that he could not be himself while around people he didn't know. He simply mirrored their personalities and never gave his true beliefs on the matters they would be discussing. All of his peers would be laughing and could easily make friends so he decided that there must have been something wrong with him. Maybe it was the way he was raised, or maybe he was just born different; whatever the reason, he decided he needed to change his social behaviors. So, he began to stray away from his strongly held beliefs and conformed to be more agreeable with his peers. Before, he wasn't being his genuine self but now he actually began to take on these new approaches that he had previously considered ridiculous. Soon, he found that talking with his friends became much easier. School became more exciting and he began to look forward to each new day. He was now happier and less confused. The world went smoothly for him and he began to see different people as strange or wrong. This young boy grew up and eventually became a police officer. One of his friends that he grew up with, who happened to be a girl, also became a police officer. The two ended up in a romantic relationship and wedded a few years later. About five years later, the couple had three children; they have two girls and one boy. The girls, who were older, did well in school and got along with almost everyone. They were adored by both of their parents who considered them bright and sweet. The boy wasn't so fortunate. Throughout his first couple years in school, the boy had trouble making friends. The school administrators told the parents that they thought the boy probably had a personality disorder. The parents took him to a psychologist who could not make an efficient diagnoses. The father decided that he would speak to his child. He told him that he could no longer be grumpy at school and must make an effort to get along. He also told him that if he wanted to be successful, he would have to do his work and be respectful to his teachers. The boy listened. He began doing very well, which was how his teachers described it, and no longer had any more problems. He grew up and became lawyer. He married a social worker who he had known from his University. They eventually got married and had a few children together. And from there, the paradox continued.