In my experience in school it was always a combination of those things, wrong place, wrong time et cetera. I remembered in 5th grade my parents had just split and I was a 'volatile' child, I was angry, hurt and somewhat alone feeling. I remember someone making a joke about me and I yelled back some god-awful retort, everyone laughed, and social stigma of varying levels never really left me.
That combined with me reading the news way to much at the age of 12 sort of turned me into an intrivert among people I don't know well making it difficult for me to make good friends. I am better know but, I do wish someone had taken some time to hinestly help me instead of having me on the back burner so to speak.
But my struggle is absouletely nothing like hers. She was manipulated and then tortured for making a mistake that isn't really all that suprising. Social pressure and stigma are so powerful in current western civilization that it isn't even funny. Even in adult life it still effects us even if with a more subtle flow.
I remember that in my freshman year that kids used to really beat up (not literally) on this kid becausehe was really socially akward and had very little grasp of social cues. But he tried. He tried really Hard. And at about christmas I told them to lay off, it didn't really do anything as they merely shifted there oh so divine judgment to me but I remember the Kid told me thank you and that even today while we aren't friends we are acquantinces so to speak.
