my childhood. Some of you think i'm playing a game, but i'm not. :(

I am somewhat angry with the world but not as much because there's no need to get upset since there will always be jerks out there who won't keep their mouths shut about anything.
When I was in pre-school, I know this happened a long time ago and that I should not be bringing it up, but this incident kind of changed my entire life. It made me feel as though i was different from the other children. The other ones defecated and urinated in their trousers when they were 3 or 4 at this daycare center, but they've never gotten in trouble. I felt like a cruel fate. I felt like I was not worth it at all. They wanted to know what to do with me and everything like that.
I thought to myself earlier that if they were truly daycare teachers, they would at least have some patience. Otherwise, get another job that will make your life easier and your evening happier.
One time I got in trouble. What happened was that I was pretending to read some books. I told the lady that I was just going through the pages and she told me that I could not read them and that i must be detained until a guardian or a parent came and picked me up. I was sad and felt like bursting into tears. As a child, I did not know what to do. She gave me an unsympathetic scowl and when my parent came two other daycare teachers were on her side and my parent had to defend themself when they were all getting mad at her. That day I left and returned home with tears.

Have you thought that was a negative experience and you had to "process" it so you can continue on with your life and the spend the energy on priorities on hand?

I have moved on since then. It's just that whenever something like this happens, I feel like I have to voice it. If I don't, it will stay with me forever. All I really want is to forget my past, all of it, and to start afresh.