On the train home, the carriage I was in was packed full, so I stood in the area by the exit door. In there were four young lads, probably about 12 years old. I was feeling so miserable, sick and with all self-confidence and street photography future lying in tatters, that I daren't face their approximate direction for even a second.
I spent the entire 35 minute journey looking out the window.
They probably thought I was weird.