I wasn’t really specific on what “trauma” was. I think it was more of a mixture of difficulties in that year. Bullying was not physical, more on verbal and emotional. They mocked me and it was pretty obvious that people outcasted me and thought I was different. I’m pretty sure my crying in front of them exacerbated it.

When I got older, it died down a bit. Bullies stop paying as much attention to you when you stop reacting. That’s when I learned to be silent. However, I wasn’t very good with making friends. My mistake was that I didn’t move schools because I thought I would have just as hard a time. You know why? Because I internalized my problem and thought I carried it. That I carried the “defect” with me.