It’s irreversible because until now, it shapes how I behave, how I see myself as a queer person. And no matter how hard I tried, I just couldn’t overcome the thought of what if something was different, who would I become had it not been putting in that situation
I was in grade six and I had a great time learning and attending activities, until my mom decided to transfer me into gifted class because it was better for my future. I got lost in the new class, got distanced by the old peers I once got along
My old class was already gifted in Literature, but the new class got more time with math. I begged my mom not to do that, and it was never the same for me as it led to bullying, self-distancing, isolation (I knew I was gay at that time). Until now it hurts like the first time