Was by leaving the soccer team aged 13. This error would have far- reaching consequences on my social development. I put myself back ten years in one fell swoop. I had listened to educational propagandists waxing lyrical about the merits of education and I bought that lie, withdrew from the soccer team to study and put myself firmly on the suicidal path.
One day not long after I left the team I bumped into Noddy and little Scooby, both players on the team, who were talking to these two girls with some degree of confidence. ” I see you left the football team” they said. ” Yeah, have to study” i said. ” there’s more to life than study” little Scooby said. ” You should come back” Noddy said. But I never went back to the team. Instead I advanced myself as a candidate for social isolation and all the goodies that go along with it.
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So go social groups…. or is it just for us depressives who naturally isolate?
I was in Scouting, and I stayed longer than I probably should have. Into my early twenties. I’d made Eagle, and I was another adult on the camp out which was often needed.
Then, denying the death of my own youth even more, I worked with psychotic teenagers for almost three years. All gone now…..
I mean, if you are lamenting the lost friends, and not the loss of mad soccer skills. I can’t relate to the second one. Closest I got is that I was really good at lighting fires in the rain…. but I walked away from that skill. Not a loss I mourn (I say right now, come winter….)