Elementary School K - 6th - Complete and utter misery, no friends at all. I was the frequent central target of bullying all through that 7 years, having a neurological disorder that would keep me heavily medicated and extremely hyperactive. I was smart - my IQ test put me at around 115, but school life was so unbearable my grades stagnated. I would actively avoid contact with other students but unless they simply were not allowed to speak, the result would be unrelenting torment. For this reason I ate lunch with the detention kids (they weren't allowed to speak) because eating anyplace else would only result in violence. This came to a head in the 6th grade where in a fit of rage I assaulted the principal, was hauled away by the police, and expelled for the remainder of the year. I was later allowed to pass on to the next grade even after missing half of that school year.
7th-8th - still medicated, but suddenly I was hailed as a conquering hero. Apparently a lot of people hated the principal. Who knew? I still had no real friends, just a throng of adoring fans who knew me as that crazy kid who punched a principal.
High school - I finally found my peer group, the roleplay geeks. We were the social misfits who all wore black, played Magic: The Gathering, Vampire: The Masquerade, and Rifts. I was never really good at those games, having little creativity and zero imagination after a lifetime of mind-altering drugs and bullying that hampered my development and killed any hope for the future. I was still getting into trouble but only from arguing the logic behind the disciplinary actions some of my teachers took. I'd often lose a week of school without lifting more than a finger, yes that one. I never had a girlfriend, never went to prom, only participated in a singular school event that proved the staffs' preferential treatment of the jocks and privileged kids by giving them rewards of microwaves, refrigerators, sound systems, and various other household appliances in a "drawing". One kid needed 2 cars to carry all his winnings. Sometimes it's nice to see how the staff really thinks of their students, other times not so much.
After high school my friends scattered to the winds and I have not seen any of them since. The only one I have seen any sign of I saw his name on my ballot in 2012 as a democrat for U.S. House. Living in a firmly republican state it's nice to see him trying although his chances are slim to none.
7th-8th - still medicated, but suddenly I was hailed as a conquering hero. Apparently a lot of people hated the principal. Who knew? I still had no real friends, just a throng of adoring fans who knew me as that crazy kid who punched a principal.
High school - I finally found my peer group, the roleplay geeks. We were the social misfits who all wore black, played Magic: The Gathering, Vampire: The Masquerade, and Rifts. I was never really good at those games, having little creativity and zero imagination after a lifetime of mind-altering drugs and bullying that hampered my development and killed any hope for the future. I was still getting into trouble but only from arguing the logic behind the disciplinary actions some of my teachers took. I'd often lose a week of school without lifting more than a finger, yes that one. I never had a girlfriend, never went to prom, only participated in a singular school event that proved the staffs' preferential treatment of the jocks and privileged kids by giving them rewards of microwaves, refrigerators, sound systems, and various other household appliances in a "drawing". One kid needed 2 cars to carry all his winnings. Sometimes it's nice to see how the staff really thinks of their students, other times not so much.
After high school my friends scattered to the winds and I have not seen any of them since. The only one I have seen any sign of I saw his name on my ballot in 2012 as a democrat for U.S. House. Living in a firmly republican state it's nice to see him trying although his chances are slim to none.