Stubby
06-27-2015, 04:33 AM
(Sorry for it being very long but please, read it.) I cannot forget bad memories. Everyday they're constantly haunting/controlling me and at times I cry. This just started a few days ago and it started like this: (Please read) At school there was crowd around my friend. We both like Rubik's cubes and we like to speed solve the cube. (Solving it fast. There's official competitions for that. People use methods from the Internet. Me, him, people from competitions and even the world record holder.) I saw the crowd and I knew how he made the crowd. He made the crowd by showing his cubing skills. I decided to join him and some kid from the crowd wanted us to race. We agreed. The first race I won but another kid from the crowd wanted more matches. In the next matches, I was getting beaten and more nervous that my legs were shaking but not obviously. He kept on winning that he made a good rep while I made a bad rep. For 7 minutes the matches were over and we needed to head back to class. Later on in school, I was getting teases and mockery by other people. They said things like "Slow solver", "Stupider", "I cannot believe he beat you" and when I told same kid (the one who said I was "Stupider") that I was nervous during the race, he also found it was funny that I was scared and he tried to get attention from other people in the area. Luckily he didn't. I know the kid. He makes unfunny jokes and tries to be funny. Those words got stuck in my head for days and they began haunting me and making me feel sad. Every time I use a cube, it reminds me of what they said. (Please keep reading. Here, I typed a major explanation of why I care so much about those events.) For my whole life, I have considered myself as inferior in everything and unpopular even to this day. I still have low self esteem and was a loner too. In sports I'm never one of the best. In school I never have straight As (but I never have Ds or Fs or several Cs on my progress reports.), and I play two instruments skillfully but no one in middle school really cared and I was still unpopular. But the cubing is what made me popular. I was happier than ever then those teases came to me and then I got really sad. Cubing was all I had to make me happier and to make my esteem higher. I just wanted to be popular, feel better and wish for those kind of memories to go away. Would be nice if someone would tell me some things that would make me happier and I will remember those words. Thx.