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Not that it matters now, but I’m curious. I don’t know if I was popular. I had a lot of friends in middle school and I would say I did in high school too, but a lot less people knew me as the middle school I went to was smaller.
I guess
I have no idea actually. there was no active bullying at any of the schools I went like the cliche movie scenes, more like passive silent cast out.
Popular to bully. I was curious about everything. I wanted to learn things. My favorite book was a science encyclopedia, and I was always eager to help others understand something.
My classmates always came to me with questions during class. I got trashed and bullied during break or after school. I basically had no friends.
Nope. In high school I was in the same class of all the popular kids (the popular kids of other classes would always come and hang out with our class) but I would not consider myself part of the popular kids of the class. I would have much better have fun with the kids of the “nerdier” classes😅. Anyways they were all super nice, friendly and would also often invite me to hang out with them, eventhough I was not part of the in group. I personally always enjoyed the most hanging out with my core friend group.
I mostly hung out with some of the “weird” kids. I think it was 5th or 6th grade when I decided that I wanted to hang out with the popular kids, and I guess I managed to succeed, because a year or two later, one of my classmates told me how popular I had been. I never felt popular though, and the time I spent trying to be popular was just constant stress because almost everyone else in that group is also worried about being accepted.
lol.
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I def was not popular. Introverted, into anime, video games, metal and classical music, was in the band.
Was definitely one of the weird kids, I was nice enough, but I don’t really get people, so ended up having a small group of tight knit friends and that’s was about it. :3
Sounds similar to me in some ways, I think a small group of friends like that is better though. A few of us a still quite close and catch up regularly so I call that a win vs being generally popular.
Nope. It was the 60/70’s and I had untreated ADHD. I was the weird one pretty much to anyone. Family later in life called me uncle nutsy.
Was not medically diagnosed until very recently. I got tested to confirm for myself and self knowing. My paternal family all gone now but at least I know for myself.
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I am sure there was a sense of relief to the part of you that always blamed you for the perceived inadequacies.
Definitely a relief. Was only a couple weeks ago. Still trying to wrap my head around it.
Never been treated in my life. Is it too late to try meds, therapy or whatever the treatment regime is. Is it worth it at my age etc etc even if it’s just for a bit to see. Gonna take some time.
Treatment comes in many forms and can differ very widely from person to person.
Even if you don’t find the help you want right away, you know about it at least.
Enjoy your somewhat guilt free life. 👋
I didn’t go to that kind of school. My graduating class was 47 people; about a third of us had been together since kindergarten. We all got along, how could we not?
I’d say I was? I got along with most everyone and it wasn’t uncommon for me to walk around during lunch break and most people to recognize me
I was bullied at every school I went to. Growing up an undiagnosed autistic girl was not easy. I managed to make a few friends when I got to a bigger school because we were all outcasts together, but that wasn’t until I was 16 and almost done school. Even after I stood up to my bully when I was 15 I still got tortured at the small town school before that.
TBH I still don’t know how to make friends today and my only friend is one of the ones I managed to dupe into liking me when I was 16 lol
I relate to the friend problem too much. Last friend I made was ~15 years ago.
I made a friend, she was like a sister to me for 12 years. Our families lived together for almost a decade, I was a surrogate for her, we were family. Earlier this year she went on a racist tirade and when I wasn’t ok with it she stopped talking to me. Now I’m scared to try making friends again.
The friend I kept from high school may be distant now, but at least she’s consistent and out expectations of each other are equal: don’t be an asshole, see you next year.
I was an outcast, no one interacted with except to harass me
I was popular within my niche, the nerds who were racking up all sorts of college credit and high standardized test scores while taking the most academically challenging classes offered by my school. Dated a bit, usually could get a group together in any given weekend night to hang out, could always find a group to watch rented movies or play pickup sports or play video games with (this was before home broadband so people had to lug their desktop computers to someone’s house for a LAN party).
There was some exposure to the athletes (most of the athletes at my high school were pretty good students), the arts and theater types, goth types, etc., but I never felt that there was a true hierarchy in popularity of the different groups, just people sorting into what they preferred. I hung out with my friends, and I was one of more popular kids within my particular group. I had a blast.
I guess? I’m a chatty ADHD enjoyer, I was friends or at least had good relationships with most of the kids in my class of 135 lads. And I’m still happy to meet up with them when possible, since I left my home country a decade and a half ago and I love seeing how they’ve grown and are today prosocial, responsible, mature men but are still somehow the same people they were so many years ago, and it’s like time barely changed us. 🥲❤️
Only after I “fought” my bully and made them cry by not being hurt by their punches and laughing at how weak they were.
I tried to fight a bully two times. Neither one ended well. Turns out, sometimes they’re not cowards.
I wasn’t popular, but I could easily drift from one clique/group to the next and was generally accepted by all. I didn’t get invited to hang out all the time, but enough times that I didn’t feel like I was being excluded entirely.
