Were you "popular" in school?
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Not that it matters now, but I’m curious. I don’t know if I was popular. I had a lot of friends in middle school and I would say I did in high school too, but a lot less people knew me as the middle school I went to was smaller.
wrote last edited by [email protected]No. But I wasn't significantly unpopular either. I got along with most of my classmates, but lacking any shared interests I mostly kept to myself.
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Not that it matters now, but I’m curious. I don’t know if I was popular. I had a lot of friends in middle school and I would say I did in high school too, but a lot less people knew me as the middle school I went to was smaller.
I guess? I'm a chatty ADHD enjoyer, I was friends or at least had good relationships with most of the kids in my class of 135 lads. And I'm still happy to meet up with them when possible, since I left my home country a decade and a half ago and I love seeing how they've grown and are today prosocial, responsible, mature men but are still somehow the same people they were so many years ago, and it's like time barely changed us. 🥲
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Not that it matters now, but I’m curious. I don’t know if I was popular. I had a lot of friends in middle school and I would say I did in high school too, but a lot less people knew me as the middle school I went to was smaller.
I was an outcast, no one interacted with except to harass me
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Not that it matters now, but I’m curious. I don’t know if I was popular. I had a lot of friends in middle school and I would say I did in high school too, but a lot less people knew me as the middle school I went to was smaller.
I’d say I was? I got along with most everyone and it wasn’t uncommon for me to walk around during lunch break and most people to recognize me
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Not that it matters now, but I’m curious. I don’t know if I was popular. I had a lot of friends in middle school and I would say I did in high school too, but a lot less people knew me as the middle school I went to was smaller.
Only after I "fought" my bully and made them cry by not being hurt by their punches and laughing at how weak they were.
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Only after I "fought" my bully and made them cry by not being hurt by their punches and laughing at how weak they were.
I tried to fight a bully two times. Neither one ended well. Turns out, sometimes they’re not cowards.
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Not that it matters now, but I’m curious. I don’t know if I was popular. I had a lot of friends in middle school and I would say I did in high school too, but a lot less people knew me as the middle school I went to was smaller.
I was bullied at every school I went to. Growing up an undiagnosed autistic girl was not easy. I managed to make a few friends when I got to a bigger school because we were all outcasts together, but that wasn't until I was 16 and almost done school. Even after I stood up to my bully when I was 15 I still got tortured at the small town school before that.
TBH I still don't know how to make friends today and my only friend is one of the ones I managed to dupe into liking me when I was 16 lol
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Not that it matters now, but I’m curious. I don’t know if I was popular. I had a lot of friends in middle school and I would say I did in high school too, but a lot less people knew me as the middle school I went to was smaller.
wrote last edited by [email protected]Nope. It was the 60/70’s and I had untreated ADHD. I was the weird one pretty much to anyone. Family later in life called me uncle nutsy.
Was not medically diagnosed until very recently. I got tested to confirm for myself and self knowing. My paternal family all gone now but at least I know for myself.
Edit typo
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Nope. It was the 60/70’s and I had untreated ADHD. I was the weird one pretty much to anyone. Family later in life called me uncle nutsy.
Was not medically diagnosed until very recently. I got tested to confirm for myself and self knowing. My paternal family all gone now but at least I know for myself.
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I am sure there was a sense of relief to the part of you that always blamed you for the perceived inadequacies.
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Not that it matters now, but I’m curious. I don’t know if I was popular. I had a lot of friends in middle school and I would say I did in high school too, but a lot less people knew me as the middle school I went to was smaller.
Yea and no. I was by no means the guy everyone wanted to hang out with. But I did know and hang out with and eclectic collection of people. I got along with everyone. Probably because I thought and still think most people are cool in their own right and you just gotta find that for them.
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Not that it matters now, but I’m curious. I don’t know if I was popular. I had a lot of friends in middle school and I would say I did in high school too, but a lot less people knew me as the middle school I went to was smaller.
wrote last edited by [email protected]I wasn’t popular, but I wasn’t unknown either. I was that kid that kind of fit into any group and had my friends/connections. Graduating class was close to 500.
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I am sure there was a sense of relief to the part of you that always blamed you for the perceived inadequacies.
Definitely a relief. Was only a couple weeks ago. Still trying to wrap my head around it.
Never been treated in my life. Is it too late to try meds, therapy or whatever the treatment regime is. Is it worth it at my age etc etc even if it’s just for a bit to see. Gonna take some time.
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I was bullied at every school I went to. Growing up an undiagnosed autistic girl was not easy. I managed to make a few friends when I got to a bigger school because we were all outcasts together, but that wasn't until I was 16 and almost done school. Even after I stood up to my bully when I was 15 I still got tortured at the small town school before that.
TBH I still don't know how to make friends today and my only friend is one of the ones I managed to dupe into liking me when I was 16 lol
I relate to the friend problem too much. Last friend I made was ~15 years ago.
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I relate to the friend problem too much. Last friend I made was ~15 years ago.
I made a friend, she was like a sister to me for 12 years. Our families lived together for almost a decade, I was a surrogate for her, we were family. Earlier this year she went on a racist tirade and when I wasn't ok with it she stopped talking to me. Now I'm scared to try making friends again.
The friend I kept from high school may be distant now, but at least she's consistent and out expectations of each other are equal: don't be an asshole, see you next year.
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Definitely a relief. Was only a couple weeks ago. Still trying to wrap my head around it.
Never been treated in my life. Is it too late to try meds, therapy or whatever the treatment regime is. Is it worth it at my age etc etc even if it’s just for a bit to see. Gonna take some time.
Treatment comes in many forms and can differ very widely from person to person.
Even if you don't find the help you want right away, you know about it at least.
Enjoy your somewhat guilt free life.
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Not that it matters now, but I’m curious. I don’t know if I was popular. I had a lot of friends in middle school and I would say I did in high school too, but a lot less people knew me as the middle school I went to was smaller.
wrote last edited by [email protected]Yes although no one actually cared about me just what entertainment I provided. I was the only openly gay dude for miles. People pretended to actually like me but they just liked being able to say they had a gay friend or liked the novelty of me or whatever. Not a single person knew anything about me other than the fact that I was gay. I've met some of them since and they didn't even recognize me. Like clear recollections of everyone else but then "Who are you?"
Lesson learned real young that people don't often care about you. Just what you can provide. Once that's used up....
And when I say popular I do mean it. I don't want to sound arrogant but I got constant invites and offers, especially from deeply closeted sports dudes. And it wasn't just with classmates. Teachers often liked me because I also paid attention and was a bit of a nerd and able to riff without going overboard. What a shocker that I ended up doing stand up
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Not that it matters now, but I’m curious. I don’t know if I was popular. I had a lot of friends in middle school and I would say I did in high school too, but a lot less people knew me as the middle school I went to was smaller.
In middle/high school, most likely not popular but never really bullied. At least from what I remember. And I think the only time I was really kinda bullied a little in elementary school, my dumb autistic ass didn't get it and it may have backfired.
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Not that it matters now, but I’m curious. I don’t know if I was popular. I had a lot of friends in middle school and I would say I did in high school too, but a lot less people knew me as the middle school I went to was smaller.
No, I think I scared people.
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Not that it matters now, but I’m curious. I don’t know if I was popular. I had a lot of friends in middle school and I would say I did in high school too, but a lot less people knew me as the middle school I went to was smaller.
I was part of a quartet that always hung out together. I don’t know if I would list myself as popular in high school but I had a good social scene.
One of the four of us went to a different school, so my groups social scene had a cross section from both schools.
Also two of 4 were one year ahead of me and one was a year behind me, so again we had a cross section of classes.
I wasn’t a big athlete or anything that is the stereotypical popular person but I never lacked for companionship and generally had invites to the major social events.
Also where I went to school there were pretty distinct groups, the PWT red neck crowd and the more well to do crowd. Again I transcended both major groups.
I think the best way I can describe it is, I had a social life when I was in high school but it was outside of high school.
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Not that it matters now, but I’m curious. I don’t know if I was popular. I had a lot of friends in middle school and I would say I did in high school too, but a lot less people knew me as the middle school I went to was smaller.
My school was very divided, not only socially, but geographically within the school.
The Jocks hung out in hallway by the gym, the Freaks hung out in the smoking courtyard or the cafeteria, the Artists hung out in the Art rooms, the Straights were always in a class. I was a Bandfag, so I hung out in the band room. There wasn't much cross-over, except in classes, and even then, differing groups didn't interact much.
Among the Bandfags, I was definitely a leader, and was very popular. I doubt many people in the rest of the school knew who I was, though.
This was back in the late 70s, when annual class sizes were huge due to the post-war baby boom. I had over 800 kids in my class, and there were more than 2000 in my high school of only 3 grades (10, 11, 12). So nobody was popular in the whole school, just among their group.
