It's, ah, not so much height as my suddenly gaining the ability to lift over a hundred pounds with virtually no effort. Also the fact that I have a
Face of a Thug, so while I'm an ardent pacifist I
look like I could flip out at any moment.
More to the point, though, it wasn't actually the physical side that did it - though that was certainly an element. MY main tormentor was expelled in the eighth grade, making him no longer an issue. By high school's time come around I was at least good at
passing as genial - for all my snark and insult I was still
funny, so no one cared to much. I made friends a bit easier and my secondary tormentors mellowed out a bit. Things sort of just relaxed in general, but my looks and size
kept things that way. there were still unpleasant people about, they just never decided to bother with me. I imagine it's different if your tormentors have been there throughout.
Were you studying teaching in your first semester, or was it just a general studies thing?
I... was honestly kind of lucky about my school. I was expecting something much different from what I got, but what I got appealed to a part of me I really hadn't given much thought to before. Even then it still took me the better part of a year to
really get into it, and everything just sort of... fell into place suddenly. I had a good long think, and a bit of a break down, but on the other side I knew what I wanted, I knew what I was, and I knew what I wanted to do. I won't deny that I got lucky in a lot of ways, there.
edited 9th Apr '12 10:31:23 PM by kegisak