I was awkward and skinny, and afflicted with every kind of childhood angst imaginable. The funny thing now is , Im being completely serious, I hated my childhood. I never fit into anything anywhere, scouts, sports, friends all non existant. My parents started me in a Judo class because I lacked so much confidence. I hated it, I tried to quit several times in the first year, but my Mother of all poeple wouldnt let me quit. I wish there was something great and powerful to inject to the story, but the fact is I just began to excell at it. Then I liked it. I would grow and venture to new styles but I never left Martial Arts again to date. I feel the same now as i did then, its the only thing I ever felt good at. I still do feel good at it lol.