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In Middle school, I used to make fun of a kid who was socially retarded. I didn't hate him, what buggled me was the fact he was extremely clingy with me, and also I was concerned people would associate him with me, thus being considered a "loser".
I apologized to him some years after.
In High school I forgot to do a little work for a student, he felt guilty and became an hikikomori. I apologized sometime after but he remained an hikikomori.
When I was 16 I masturbated thinking about my mother during a strong depressive crisis.
