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I can relate to Martin Luther King Jr. Because I was judged of my character and how I stand out to people. In middle school I couldn’t really find myself, throughout my middle school years I’ve always gone through lots of depression, anxiety, and being unfairly judged. I was always being called quiet, mean, or stuck up because of the way I either talk to people I don’t know for the first time or just...there around a bunch of people and it would always make me overthink and I would get even more nervous hearing that people really think that of me. I was judged of the way I looked such as my face expressions sometimes I would have a look on my face as if I was upset or sad. People would come up to me and say “ Hey, are you okay” or “You good”.
Or if I meet someone and talk to them they would say “When I first saw you I wanted to speak to you, but you looked like you were mad so I just didn’t say anything” or “I actually wanted to talk to you but you looked stuck up”. In these type of situations it would always irritate me because I really don’t mean to look “stuck up”. But at the end people would say I’m really nice and fun to hangout with. In the middle of 7th grade I was bullied by a old friend. I was always nice to her even when people made fun of her.
She started spreading roomers about me and my close friends would come up and tell me what she’s been saying and ever since then, I was really embarrassed and I would think that people at school thought I was really like that. That whole situation caused other people to judge me even more because of the rumors my old friend has said about me and it made me feel like I had no one to talk to and I felt lonely. When I went to school the next day, I walked down the hall in the cafetiria and some people started looking at me weird as if I looked mad. I still had three close friends at the time but it was like they weren't there for me and sometimes they would joke around and say "Why do you look so mad, "Are you okay', and "Why do you look so stuck up?'.
It kind of offended me just because of what the other people would say to me and it made me upset. The rest of the school year I always went home crying because of what happened in the past, my anxiety, depression, and how people judged me because of my mean face. I would try to talk to one my school counselors because they told me that they weren't going to send home a email. But it didn't work because every time I express the way I feel and how I haven't been doing good mentally, the counselor would send home a email saying what Iv'e been talking to them about and them my mom would get mad at me because I didn't talk to her about what's been going on about my mental health and how I felt at school. Towards the end of 8th grade It felt like I was losing myself even more because of my anxiety, depression, lack of sleep causing me to zone out a lot, and my mom would judge me because of how I talked to her or looked and say that I always getting a attitude when I talk to her sometimes and it became an issue to where she thought I wasn't, being responsible and trustworthy in some situations.
It got to the point where I wanted to keep stuff to my self because it was like if I keep staying after then she would think I was doing something else. I met a new transfer student and she seemed really nice at first. But once I got to know her it was like i met a whole other person. She very loud, blunt, and had no filter, and she also judged people such as (saying she didn't want that person to be her friend because they're "ugly"). She put me in the wrong crowd and got me to do stuff that i wasn't comfortable doing.
I wanted to tell her that I didn't want to be friends with her but I thought that if I told her that, she would've probably did the same thing my old friend did to me in the 7th grade. So whenever I hung out with her and a couple of my close friends as distractions because that was the only time I could really go out and have fun. Later that year we stopped being friends because I didn't like how she was treating me as a "friend". She kept getting me to do stuff I didn't want to so and if I didn't do something in a specific situation sometimes she would say I was being "weird", "annoying", and "fake". During the summer that year my mental health got even worse and iv'e been going through a lot of mixed emotions.
But some things that helped over the summer was that whenever I distance myself, I feel more comfortable and I'll get to have time to myself instead of doing what my "friends" tell me to do. This helped me realized that whatever I was going through throughout my middle school years, that I needed to focus on myself and if I ever wanted to hangout with my friends, I should should hangout with the people I can trust and be myself with.
