When I began going to school, I was already about one year behind everyone else in my grade, at least physically. Thanks to programs like Sesame Street – when I was four years old I already knew my alphabet, and I could even count to ten in Spanish. This allowed me to meet the basic requirements to get into Kindergarten, and pretty much the entire school “career” for me consisted of me getting picked on in various ways from kindergarten all the way up until college. I had other problems stemming from sexual abuse, and also from a life of poverty – and so I was already very socially awkward (and that grew exponentially for a time) and the bullying added onto that other…