answer:I was 8 and labeled a problem child by my snooty private girls’ school. I had social problems, mainly I was very sensitive and the kids picked on me a lot. I guess I got mad and pushed them and whatnot a few times. The school labeled me a bully, which I carried with me in shame most of my life, at least until I realized that all I was doing was fighting back. There were some other social troubles, but more minor than that. As a condition of my continued enrollment, I was required to see a therapist. I didn’t want to go and I certainly didn’t want to talk to her, so really the only constructive thing that came out of it was that she gave me an IQ test. I saw her for 3rd grade, maybe 4th as well, I can’t remember. Anyway, I ended up going to a different school for 5th grade.