I grew up just south of Trenton NJ. I worked at a McDonalds in High School with Central American visa workers and members of various races (weirdly a lot of Indians who wanted to work management at McDonalds) I worked with a handful of bloods, and a latin king. I was given an N word pass from one dude before I told him I'm not dumb enough for that shit.
When I was 10 years old most grown men didn't fuck with me because I was getting close to being as tall as them and if they did, my brother would have fucked with them. Sorry you didn't have that. Had to do some math but at 10 I would have been around 5'7. Didn't hit 6 til around 13 and didn't hit 6'4 til 18-20 (there was 3 year gap in doctor visits) . Was a slower grower for some reason when puberty hit.
There was something you could do, you didn't want to do it. Which is fine. Standing up for yourself is scary. We know you whimper all the time. But this does explain why you don't leave your basement.