What does it feel like to be looked down upon by others in your life?

At first, I will be very concerned and feel inferior, but then I think clearly, I can't stop the mouth of Youyou, just be yourself.

It's good to get used to it. I am, since I was a child, I was looked down upon, my teachers thought I was stupid, my parents thought I was stupid, my classmates thought I was stupid, my colleagues thought I was weird, my relatives thought I was poor, until I was old, and I was still like this. Is it still dead for this?

But I'm more open-minded, and although I'm very small in the eyes of others, I'm just living to satisfy myself. As it turns out, I now have a stable job, a harmonious family, a good circle of friends, and a lover who loves me. These are enviable, and they are also content for me.

I never want to live in the eyes of others, I just live in the moment.

The first time I was looked down upon by my relatives, my mother was also quite uncomfortable. My father was quite irresponsible. I know I shouldn't say that, but it's true.

The relative's tone was very good, but the implication was that he felt that my family had no tutor and would not allow his daughter to come into contact with our family. I've been a girl who has been praised by others since I was a child, I don't cause trouble, I don't get naughty, and my grades are good. That was the first time I felt a lot of grief, but I couldn't argue with it.

After all, I'm a sophomore in high school, and my grades are poor, so ambitious, my father is incompetent, my sister is naughty, and my sister and I are all blamed on my mother. It's very uncomfortable to want to have a chance, and now I start to study hard, and I don't want to be ambitious anymore. I hope I can do what I say and give myself a chance to turn around.

I hope that next year I can make everyone who looks down on me and my mother. Take a good look at me now.

My family is about my age. He and I both have troubles in our lives, and sometimes we ask each other's opinions. He also has shortcomings, and even compared to what the "loser" has done, his parents were angry and cried.

But he got a lot better grades than me – and bad grades were my biggest flaw. I never looked down on him, and I used to think that he was the same, at least not because I didn't study well and mock me behind my back. I was so naïve, mentally retarded simply am.

One night, my mom told me what he said about me in someone else's house, and his language was full of sarcasm. It makes me feel uncomfortable and even heartbroken. But combined with his usual way of dealing with people, this is an unexpected expectation.

It turns out that I am such an existence in the eyes of others, and I will not treat him as a friend anymore, because he does not see me as a human being. It also reminded me that there must be people around me who talk to me and joke with me on the surface, but look down on me in their hearts. I can only make myself better and get into a better university than he is.

The difficulties of escaping are always to be faced, and people are growing in failure, adversity and even despair. I will definitely become better than him, and my life will be more meaningful and of higher quality than his. For myself and for those who love me and support me behind me.

I feel inferior, and I can't do anything about it, but I want to make a career to show him.

Inferiority and anger, I, a character who does not admit defeat, secretly vow to impress those who look down on me.

It really doesn't matter if you're looked down upon by outsiders. for thou shalt not live by them. But being looked down upon by the people closest to him, I really think that no one will cry even if he dies. Whatever you do, all you get is ridicule.

My family background is average, not rich and expensive, but I don't have to worry about food and clothing, and I am more frugal in my personal life. Once a friend thought I was poor, laughed at me for buying bargains, ate a Haagen-Dazs Pizza Hut and asked me if I had eaten before, as for him bragging to me about his family giving him 2,000 a month for living expenses, I laughed and laughed, how could I bear to tell him that I and other poor people have higher living expenses than him, but I don't spend indiscriminately and like to save money. I was really helpless to be looked down upon by such "material" people, so I had no choice but to break off my relationship.

At first, I would be sad and complain, but then I also learned that only by my own efforts can people afford it.

It's so uncomfortable and speechless, why do people look down on me? And not everyone is born with everything.

The biggest feeling I have is that I feel inferior.