swbluto wrote:
Like, for example, in a team game like kickball where there was a leader for each side and they picked players for their team until the very last person (Which is usually a physically maladroit male geek). I was and, seriously, I thought I was pretty athletic. I always wondered, "What gives?".
(Actually, I was more often the 2nd, 3rd or 4th to last but, still, I was usually in the last 10% that got picked)
Yeah, I was always last and they would bemoan having to have me on their team at all. I always felt so lousy having to participate. Part of me wanted to join in, but part of me resented other people's attitudes toward me. I felt this tear in my psyche because of this. Both a tear and a tear because I often cried over not being wanted by teams at home. Alone.