Being an introverted, small, and young student in high school was the most challenging thing for me. Don’t get me wrong, I wasn’t bad at making friends nor a bad friend. Sometimes, I would just have a hard time finding the right friends. The group of friends I’d spend time with weren’t horrible people but were people I feel like I did not belong with. Sometimes they would have conversations that I wouldn’t even know about because they’d always whisper or talk amongst themselves. Or they’ll think I am to young to understand but I was the same age has them. I guess it was because I did not look like a teenager… However, this is how the conversation would go…
K and S: (Whispering and gossiping about something)
Me: Hey, what are we talking about?
K and S: (Still whispering)
Me: What are you guys whispering about and why? We are sitting right next to each other.
S: Your to young to understand.
Me: How?! We are literally the same age. Why are you making it seem like I’m some child who wouldn’t understand what you guys are talking?
K: You don’t even know who we’re talking about.
Me: I don’t even know the topic of the conversation let alone the people your mentioning. Forget this I’m leaving.
S: Why are you leaving? You don’t want to hang out with us?
Me: If I’m not in on the conversation then what’s the point of sitting here?
S: C’mon just sit with us. You don’t need to leave. You’d rather be with someone else then with us?
Me: I don’t know…
In my head: (Why am I dealing with this? I’m only here because I don’t want them to be mad at me for leaving but if I can’t be in the conversation then what’s the point of me sitting here? Sigh… I think I should find better friends. People who make me feel like I’m apart of the group.)
Disclaimer: I didn’t know how to spell my friends names, so I used the first letter of their names.