I never thought much about how interacted with others other than to follow the golden adage of treating others how you wish to be treated. However, traversing my formative years—childhood, adolescence, and university—unveiled a tapestry of challenges in my interpersonal engagements. One poignant memory was an exercise during an English language class when I was 16. We were told to write our name on a piece of paper and to pass it around for the whole class to give constructive feedback. My blank sheet of paper was soon filled with unkind comments and one that stood out was “To have a friend, be a friend.” It was a blow to my confidence to know that there was something wrong with me despite my excellent record in school but not quite grasp the nature of the “error”. I did not understand how I could offend anyone without meaning to, leading to my own special brand of college misadventures with a side of bullying.