Does it matter? See, you're asking out of curiosity, not out of concern for my well being.
NOT TO CENTER THIS AROUND ME I'M JUST TALKING ABOUT ME BECAUSE WOF ASKED, I was considered an outcast before I even got to make friends. In Fucking SECOND GRADE. Every day that year, I was beat up by a fourth grader for no fucking reason. I hated life so bad I considered killing myself. And I was only seven.
Fifth grade, my teacher hated me for no reason. He treated the other kids like fucking gods, but not me. He would take the other kids outside for soccer but make me stay inside just because he felt like it, played around with the other kids but not me, let the other kids hold the snakes and play games and talk to friends but not me lost what little work i did complete because he wouldn't explain it to me (oh if I have a fucking question that means I wasn't listening), lied about me to my parents, even took the other kids to a baseball game but not me because he refused to give me a permission slip when I complained about kids butting me in line.
Sixth grade, I had no friends whatsoever. Recess consisted of crying because everyone treated me like shit and thinking about life and death. My mind became a trap, and that'a what finally lead to my downfall.
My sister treats me like shit, my dad blames me for everything, my mom is almost never home, everyone at school hates me because of how I am and how I dress and WHAT THE FUCK DID I EVER DO TO YOU TO DESERVE THIS? I personally think that this is a game to them, how much can the torment me until i freak out and beat the shit out of like fifty kids in the school. Seventh grade I was molested and almost raped by a guy I trusted and no one beleived me, my dad still thinks I made this up for attention. My friend Melissa is pissed at me because she was having a bad day and I did something to piss her off (have no idea what) and my friend Alex hated me, liked me, hated me, then decided to be my friend when everyone realised how much of an asshole Alex is, then tried to make out with me as a last resort (Thanks a lot!) and talks about me behind my back. The only other friends I have only stick around me because they think they have a shot of getting laid, yeah right, and plus the rumors going around about me just keeps tearing me apart. My parents keep putting me on medication but never really try to deal with the problem, they just push it out of the way and forget about it.
Also see this page for things I've thought about to make me like this
http://gwan-thewi.deviantart.com/journal/?offset=5 (it's the one titled 'why I'm likt this) and this thing i wrote
http://gwan-thewi.deviantart.com/art...hing-156301034