Not on purpose, no. But I looked that way anyways. All the adults shat on me and yelled at me. Even the teacher I thought was a friend. Told me I was just copying my friend who was in a bad mood that day. Didn't even realize said friend was in a bad mood because I was sucked up in my own agony. Even at work, no one cared. They just yelled at me and made me keep working. When someone is falling asleep on the job, keeping them out there is dangerous! And yes, something bad did happen that day. Sigh.

Putting anger aside, I'm realizing there was one teacher who was concerned about me. Always took me aside to try to talk to me but I wouldn't. Learned by then that 'help' is no good and rejected it. I never believed he genuinely cared until it was too late.