No, it wasn't the time when the guy that I was crushing on found out it was me the secret admirer that he had been texting back and forth. While incognito, he asked if I had a Facebook, and I had no idea what that was so I said that I didn't which was true because at that time, that social media was offered only to college students, and I was a junior in high school. He was amused and flattered, but unfortunately he still remained a heterosexual. Pitty lol
No, it wasn't the time when my Physical Education moved to the baseball field, and I missed every single time I had to bat. Joke was on them when we had to play soccer; I had a laugh watching them try to kick the ball. I knew enough English by my sophomore year to tell them that they SUCKED!!!
Till this day, I believe that my most embarrassing moment was in my freshman year when I fell on my face while running laps in the basketball court. I got back up right away and laughed it off, but the more other kids asked me if I was okay, the more I had to double check myself and confirm that I was actually okay; so I went to the restroom to check on my lips since they started to throb. My face and lips on the outside were okay, but when I lifted the upper lip, I lost it at the sight of my front tooth cracked. I started to shake and panic; it didn't hurt, but it was tender to the touch. I tried to play it off, trying to convince myself that it'd be okay, but after five minutes of returning to the gym, I requested to go to the nurse. My mom was notified of the situation and she had to take me to the Emergency Dental Care by school orders.
Needless to say, I had to get that tooth removed because it was dead and it could infect the rest of my teeth, and due to lack of money to get the whole procedure done, I was without a tooth for a month. It was awful. And when I finally got it done, it only lasted for a year before it turned greenish; so there are quite few horrible pictures when I smile and I have 'something' in my teeth, but that's just the awful work I had done. Recently, after a few extra overtime hours at a better paid job, I was able to afford better procedure, and I am able to smile more comfortably. It is something that I avoid talking about because I find it very embarrassing, but this blog has helped me get stronger, and to just get stuff out of my head. I feel like once unloaded into this blog, it doesn't haunt me, and I can move on. I guess it is true that facing your fears and ghosts make them go away.
Give it a shot. Find a way to face whatever is taunting you, and let it go.