When I was a kid I was a nervous wreck. I would always worry about getting into trouble at school and shit. Everyday Id ask the teacher if I did okay or did anything to upset her. As I got older I just didnt give a flip anymore. I started making fun of kids around middle school until one day, this kid I made fun of stabbed me in the hand with his sharpened pencil. The lead is still there till this day. After that, I stopped making fun of folks (at least with sharp objects in their hand).