I was a fat little kid with a speech impediment. I used to get beat up, not just picked on.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I think I could have been quite difficult to fathom as a youngster, this kid who didn't talk about himself very much.
I was always the slightly fat kid, which used to bother me quite a bit.
A lot of people tell me I have to trash-talk more, but I got here with my fists, fighting, not with my mouth.
I wasn't a fighting kid or a causing-trouble kid. I was just one of those cheeky, crazy kids running around.
I had a lot of trouble speaking as a kid. I didn't really speak in coherent sentences until I was, like, 6 years old. There was a long time where everybody was very worried, because my sisters were so advanced for their age, and I would barely talk.
I was the little kid growing up. I wasn't picked on because, honestly, I was fast, so I could run away from the bullies.
I couldn't speak well. I went to speech therapy for 10 years. And I was sort of frustrated in that sense.
I was teased horribly as a child and beaten up a lot.
I was a little fat pudgy kid with big thick glasses, and I was quiet and never said a word, you know - teachers loved me, straight-A student.
We had an exercise in speech class in school, impromptu speaking, that I was always real good at.