My Wonderful Secret Chapter 1

I had just turned 18 and my life was hell. Throughout High School I had been bullied and humiliated. When I got to University, the best years of your life some say, I thought things might improve, but they didn't. What was my problem I here you ask? Well, in a nutshell, I was socially and physically under-developed. I didn't reach puberty until I was 17. I was short, skinny, and freckly and could easily have passed as a 12 year old boy for most of my senior school years. Often I got told off by teachers who thought I was in the wrong class because I looked so young. They'd say things like "This is a Year 12 study period, get back to the junior school!"

Naturally, all the other students found incidents such as this highly amusing, and I was frequently teased and tormented by them. I felt really bitter toward the whole world. It wasn't my fault that my hormones were so slow to kick in! I had a Doctor check me out, hoping that he would give me some hormones and that everything would be OK. Unfortunately he said I was slow but within the normal range and that one day "It will happen". He wouldn't recommend hormones unless I hadn't developed by the time I was 18. Typical of my luck, puberty did start just before I turned 18, validating the Doctors assessment, but while other boys at 14 appear to grow 2 feet taller and get facial hair and a deep voice in a manner of months, my pubescence positively crawled along. This devastated me, and it didn't help with the day to day teasing I had to endure. Boys were cruel, calling me a "runt" and a "freak", but it was the attitude of the girls that really upset me. They acted like it was my fault. They looked at me with upturned noses. They were nasty, bitchy and hateful toward me. I never hassled them, perved at them, tried to chat them up, or even talked to them. And yet they treated me worse than the assholes who gave them a hard time.

Needless to say, I hated my body and myself. I so wanted to be a normal 18 old man.