My anxiety caused me to blink a lot so this one asshole called me " blinky. " This same guy laughed out loud when the gym teacher once chose me to " pick teams " for some horrific gym game because I guess he thought I should be " included " after being silent for years. I hate thinking about school, why do we incels always go back to it in such a destructive manner? My other worse memories were Valentine's Day card giving ( when my only card came from a foid teacher who felt " sorry " for me, but I unknowingly carried it around openly thinking it was from a foid classmate ), and the awful " shirts-or-skins " gym games, where I swear to God I was ALWAYS picked ( last ) for the " skins " team and had to take my shirt off in major discomfort.
