monkeybeast_titan
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I grew up quite short and unattractive, very late puberty, zero dimo. Until 17, I was the shortest in nearly every class. I had to jester so hard to get people to like me that I never actually retained many if any freinds, I would present as the person I believed the other person would like and it didn't even work. I was too ND and unathletic to even try to get into the upper class of the social hierarchy by being good at sports, I had severe undiagnosed myopia, I tried nearly every sport. Soccer, basketball, baseball, karate, I was terrible at all of them. The most the genetic elites or their entourage would do is acknowledge me as some kind of pitiful charity, tossing a coin in my hat, their intentions weren't actually charitable however. They saw me as an animal, a subhuman, a stepping stone they could tread on to climb their social hierarchy. Anyone who did choose to associate with me was either a fellow outcast, or someone just taking advantage of me. One time a person acted like they were my friend just to try and sell me fake shoes for a quick buck. Another guy pretended to be friends with me because he needed a carpool to school. Another just so I would do all the work on a major biology assignment, and I always ate it up like a good neglected puppy. The friends I did retain through highschool into college just see me as a jester. They never really talk to me unless it's to make fun of whatever I do. They never really try to meet up, I'm their gratification machine for them to feel better about themselves by juxtaposition. Do friends even exist? They do not for me, maybe for someone else they do, but maybe that's okay.
