Aww, I understand. I was an extremely awkward kid myself and have had those worries. If it helps, most people don’t recall the minutiae of our uncomfortable moments, if they remember anything about them at all.

Also, I still value the person who told me he was bored all the time. I wouldn’t have kept him on my friends’ list if I didn’t. I don’t talk to him today, but that’s because of diverging life paths and the distance it creates. If we’d still lived around each other, perhaps we’d still be in contact.

Either way, I try not to worry about what people thought of me as a teen. I’ve grown, they’ve grown (hopefully), and if they did then I imagine even they look back at their teenage selves and cringe. You’re not the same person you used to be, and you should be proud of the strides you’ve taken to come this far. ♥️