Yeah. I was the weird kid who had a lot of energy. I would do really absurd things, talk in funny voices, act really strange, do assignments the wrong way, disrupt class, I was a really open person, but my interests and personality weren't accepted by the other kids, so I was heavily stigmatized, even teachers played a role. In fact, the teachers were probably just as bad as the students. I remember I used to love drawing comic books and cartoons in class, and teachers would often take them from me and throw them away, for example. All that made want to isolate myself, it made me angry and depressed, and so I would lashed out at people that gave me problems, which made the bullying worse. I later became really quiet and socially nervous out of fear of what I would do or say would result in people hating me. I didn't really get out of the shell of fear until about like my Junior year in High School, pretty much everybody matured a lot then.