ext_17524 ([identity profile] slammerkinbabe.livejournal.com) wrote in [personal profile] charliesmum 2005-06-23 02:18 pm (UTC)

Hmm. Interesting.

I was always picked very close to last if not actually last in gym class, but I never worried much about it because I expected it so. If I embarrassed myself in any overt way, like the time that we were playing football and I didn't know how and I tried to pass the ball to someone else after it had already been passed to me, *that* was upsetting. But I was so quiet and unpopular in high school (not in the sense of people not liking me, but in the sense of their not noticing me at all) that I never expected anyone to notice me to pick me until there was no one else left.

When we used to play volleyball at our summer home and I wanted so much to be good at it and I would be allowed to play grudgingly and picked dead last, THAT upset me. One time I was told, at sixteen, that I couldn't play in the adult game. My twelve-year-old brother played. I cried for hours. My family is very, very competitive, and they do not suffer people who screw up their volleyball games lightly. Every time I made a lousy play, everyone would cringe.

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