So, I'm pretty upset right now. It's dumb, I know.. but I can't help it. As you can see, I recently uploaded a poem about how I felt during one of my classes. I don't know why.. probably because I'm an extreme moron, I decided to show my teacher my work. I'm used to constantly showing my work, trying to get critique on my writing, and perhaps recognition for being a good writer. I had never intended for her to take my work so horribly. I only wanted her to see the piece as writing to be read... to see how I write.. But she took it the content to be massively disturbing. She started off by saying I was bitter... and guaranteed, my poem is NOT nice, and I was in a rather bad mood because my thoughts were constantly being shot down during my group, and one student admitted to looking up his answers online. This bothered me, so I vented by writing. I thought the poem came out interesting, so I wanted someone else to see it. *shrugs* Mistake on my part. She also saw it as me being arrogant.. believing I am better than everyone else, and apparentally she saw this the first time she met me, and she knew that I was going to be bitter. I was shocked. I don't think I'm better than anyone! I tried to explain myself, saying that if she had read the poem, she would see at the end, that I say, Am I the idiot? And I question all my harsh words, and say, you know.. they could be so smart.. and I could seriously be a moron. Maybe I don't grasp the material like they do.. But she conviently skimmed over that part. The conversation nearly brought me to tears, and now an hour later, I can still feel the tears burning in my eyes. I love to show my poetry to people, and that just crushed me. I feel emotionally drained.. and I don't know what to do. I still have another class at four o'clock, and I don't want to go. Honestly, I just want to hand in my paper for the class, and be like.. you know what? I'm going home. I don't want to be here right now.. I want to curl up in a ball in my bed, in the dark, and cry until I can't anymore. Every student wants some sort of praise every now and then, and English and literature mean a lot to me. It doesn't to some of my friends, so they don't understand how hard I took this. Everyone keeps telling me, your teacher is just being a bitch.. but she's not a bitch at all. She's wicked nice, a little wierd at times, but she's still nice. Though, in the middle of class, before everyone, she laughed at me, and called me weird, made it obvious that I am different from the other students.. I felt singled out, and stupid.. I don't know. I'm just very upset right now, and I don't want her thinking that I'm some stuck up bitch who thinks everyone else in my class is an idiot. It's just another point in my life where I'm misunderstood. I care about people more than she will ever know, and to have someone think so low of me.. well.. I don't know what to do with myself. There really isn't anything I can do about it, and I'm afraid to talk to her again. I'm so messed up...