08-06-2018
Choosing your own group in class Back when I was in Grade 10 *Flashback* "Okay, class choose your own group.", said Sir H. Everyone groups themselves by friends. I have no friends. "Okay, class who doesn't have a group?", asked Sir H. Only I raised my hand. I was expecting my teacher to get me out from the feeling of self-pity but... "Awww, You don't have a group? Pity you", said Sir H mockingly. I was hurt of course, even if it was a joke it actually hurts. He then asked, "Who wants to adopt ______?" No one raised their hand. "Awww, No one wants to group with you how pitiful hahaha", said Sir H. I felt 42 eyes on me, some of them pitying me, some laughing at me. I felt self-pity. I felt so useless and so alone. *Present* A past memory that acts as a trigger to my depression. Everytime a teacher tells the class to choose their own groups it feels like the same situation will happen again. It rem