Part of my life at school

And so, my second post which will probably be a prehistory and part of life when my problems were minimal.

I was always a normal student, nothing critical happened at school, on the contrary, I was quite popular and influential, no one ever tried to hurt me because I could ruin his reputation and the class attitude towards him in a moment, everyone didn't like it and they were always discussing me behind my back and giving each other away. I didn't care about that, all I cared about was how long they could keep themselves in fear, because they could all stand up to me. In the end it only ended when I left.

But it wasn't always like that, for a very long time I was a moralist and I would never have thought of such an idea, to be one of the main ones in the class. But there is a fragment of my life that I can't even remember anymore, when everything changed and I became not the most pleasant and benevolent. Most likely it all started in the 6th grade, when I started to get interested in sociology, that's when I started to control children's opinion, who to bully, what to do and so on. All I had to do was maintain the quality of a leader and get out of all the problems with teachers, which worked out perfectly, I was never afraid of calling my parents and so on, so I could calmly argue with teachers and insist on my own opinion.

But then with the study of sociology and philosophy, I began to fall into myself, began to ponder more and more the meaning and a certain “truth” that so many wanted to know. But here was the problem: I was looking at everything through the prism of personal resentment, disappointment, because I wasn't an outcast, I didn't have any real friends before college. This caused a number of problems that made my thinking depressed and paranoid.

So maybe now we'll put a stop to school life and move on to another problem that awaited me during my high school years, absolute loneliness.