A Moment that Brings me Pain [Class Post: Getting to Know You]
As it is for most people, middle school was one of the less enjoyable times in my life. Yet, it has the audacity to be incredibly memorable, though often not for any good reason. The year was 2013, and I thoroughly established myself as the “weird” kid. First of all, I always wore sweaters despite the California heat regularly taking temperatures into the mid-90s in the fall and spring months. Secondly, I rarely spoke to anyone, opting to read books in the library instead of interacting with my classmates. Finally, and most importantly, I was remarkably socially unaware. You see, it was only a couple of years prior that the desire to make friends had finally appeared. Up until then, most my friendships were entirely incidental, and more of a contractual allyship. I would have a fir...