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At school, though, I didn’t fit the mould. In primary school, I was called disruptive — too chatty, too energetic, too much. Over time, I learned to mask that energy. I slowly became quiet, withdrawn, unconfident. By the time I reached secondary school, the light I’d once had felt dimmed. I was still being told I was smart but not trying hard enough, but the truth was: I was trying. I just didn’t understand why everything felt so hard.