I was diagnosed with autism at age 2, because of that I had an aide throughout grade school. Couple that to having unsupervised internet access from as young as 5, and I was set to be an outcast. I had a few friends, but I would only see them out of school maybe once a year. Even then I ate alone during lunch because of food sensory issues.
I didn't go to any homecoming or prom events, because I just wanted to stay home and play video games. At the start of high school, I had an okay social life, had some friends I was somewhat close with. But reading through their instagram and seeing them go to Disneyland and the movies and all this awesome shit without inviting me made me feel left out. So out of anger I started making some threats to shoot up the school. After the police came to my house on Christmas Day while extended family was visiting, I was in a psych ward for 3 days.
After the visit I had to meet with the superintendent and ended up having to switch to smaller, more poorly run classes instead of the standard, more populous ones. I lost so many friends after that. I gave up. At least there was the hope of college being better.
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