As a child, I was pretty advanced mentally. I skipped second grade and went from frist to third. Looking back, that wasn't such a great idea, as I was always the youngest in my class (so maturation came slowly as well). Plus, I didn't grow much.....on my graduation day I was barely 5 feet tall.
Being the youngest and smallest (boy) in my class was difficult. I got teased. A lot. Nowadays you would call it bullying. One classmate hounded me constantly in the halls, he'd call me Willie the Pimp or Willie the Gook. I had zero interaction with girls, at least in a romantic sense. And in those days, you just ate it.....because there weren't methods for dealing with it, and you certainly didn't want to be a pu$$y in the bargain.
Many years later, I discovered that I had gotten extremely sensitive to criticism, to the point that I would react badly in return. I never realized what a jerk I looked like to others. My own siblings tolerated me, probably because they knew how hard it had been for me as a kid.
But I've come a long way. I still struggle at times, but I have tried hard to boost my self confidence in a way that isn't arrogant. It gets easier as I go. My wife really struggled to believe this, as she only saw me from about 25 years old on, when I had begun to wear a cloak of self-confidence that hid my shortcomings from the rest of the world.
At least I didn't learn too late.
Being the youngest and smallest (boy) in my class was difficult. I got teased. A lot. Nowadays you would call it bullying. One classmate hounded me constantly in the halls, he'd call me Willie the Pimp or Willie the Gook. I had zero interaction with girls, at least in a romantic sense. And in those days, you just ate it.....because there weren't methods for dealing with it, and you certainly didn't want to be a pu$$y in the bargain.
Many years later, I discovered that I had gotten extremely sensitive to criticism, to the point that I would react badly in return. I never realized what a jerk I looked like to others. My own siblings tolerated me, probably because they knew how hard it had been for me as a kid.
But I've come a long way. I still struggle at times, but I have tried hard to boost my self confidence in a way that isn't arrogant. It gets easier as I go. My wife really struggled to believe this, as she only saw me from about 25 years old on, when I had begun to wear a cloak of self-confidence that hid my shortcomings from the rest of the world.
At least I didn't learn too late.