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Thinking back at it now just makes me regretful but I am glad those days are over. I had an identity crisis back then along with depression. I tried fitting in with the wrong kind of people. You know, the kind of people who would act like a fucking clown in class and everyone would laugh, and have no regards for his or her grades.

I think because of this, my teachers lost confident in me. They didn't even bother to make a parent-to-teacher conference for me like they would for most people. I eventually got really depressed and skipped classes by hiding in the restroom because I was so ashamed of myself, and didn't want to be with anyone and only went to the classes that made me feel at least comfortable.

Then from skipping classes, that turned into skipping days of school. Which turned to weeks, even months. Eventually I got home-schooled until my high school days.

I don't think my parents nor even myself knew about doctors that can help with the problems I had back then. We were oblivious of the possible option of seeing a psychiatrist, or even a psychologist.
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