I did well in school. I studied well and I got excellent grades. I had friends.

I tried being into sports as well, but I was not very good at it. I don’t blame this particular event, despite almost crying too, but I feel like I could have showcased my ability. It was the first year of my elementary days, and we had an intramural tournament within the batch. I was part of the team. I was excited. When it was time to play, I noticed a classmate sobbing because he was not included. His mother was there. I gave up my spot and I just watched.

I still played other games with my classmates, but I was never picked for anything competitive. I guess I was not competitive.