I've always felt lonely, partly because of my bitterness towards others. I sneered at the "popular" kids in middle school, resenting them for their athletic abilities that seemed to make them cool.
I couldn't stand sports, feeling self-conscious about my skinny frame and sensitive skin. I ended up with wealthy classmates that flaunted their designer clothes and boasted about them constantly. It made me feel small and inadequate.
One day, a boy told me to shut up and kill myself for giggling too much, cruelly imitating my laughter. It was a crushing moment for me and I vowed to never speak in class again unless spoken to.
From then on, I retreated even further into my own thoughts, feeling ashamed of myself.
