A few years ago I noticed I had something unusual which made me dissimilar to most people, in fact everybody. At this time it was depressing with everybody looking at you just staring, no considerations for your feelings. What got up my back was small minded people laughing at me or pointing at me as if I was an outcast of society.
In the past I kept myself isolated because it was my breathing space and in that environment the world for me was less complicated than reality. I constantly wondered if people were scrutinising my appearance. Why do people judge this book by its cover? There is only one difference but ... What gives them the right to look at me and act like I'm something they pick off the back of their shoe?
Back then I was vulnerable and had low self esteem. In addition I was mentally exhausted. I wanted to escape from the cruel reality of the world. I tried to achieve this by listening to music in my bedroom or having a stroll in the woodland - where I could for a short while blank out the hate.
Furthermore, the thought of moving from primary to secondary was very daunting. The first couple of weeks I followed my old class mates like they were the piped piper to try and blend in. Soon they found new friends so I spent most of my time alone in the library. I was very lonely and had a feeling of depression. What was most insulting is not through what people did. In illustrate some people would stare and give you the look of disgust. Others would whisper (loud enough so you would hear), laugh and point. This built up so much anger and frustration through people’s ignorance and is so unbelievable such a little thing could fuel such immature minds. What is more astonishing is that it is mainly adults that smirk and have a giggle at me compared to a handful of children. I do not get what is so funny?
After a while I was solitary and miserable with no friends for support however I was too shy to make any. I was even worse when it came to family holidays. I would always wear a hat or hide up in the hotel room as I did not want to dread how rude some individuals were going to be about my abnormality. Another insult that people said to me was "get lost you ugly freak."
Nowadays, I am more comfortable with my 'unsimilarity' and have gained confidence over a long period of time. I now find it easier to communicate in large groups and class discussions. I have...