dear diary, is this trauma?

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Dear diary,
                    Me again. Same guy as last time. But this is having known him for a while.

This was his last year in highschool. 6th year. For a last year, there was a 6th year study room, or a Common Room. We'd call it an S.Y.S.

I was unaware of what happened until i myself was in my 6th year, nearing the end of it actually.

Apparently, their whole year believed we were together. Remember that he had my birthday as his password, he still does actually.

They came up with a ship name for us and wrote it up on the whiteboard in the common room.

These rumers didn't stop at me being with him. Though I was still underage, the 6th years believed I was pregnant. Their reason when I asked was that I looked pregnant.

Annoyingly, one of the girls who was in the same year as him and his friends, she was my mother's friends daughter. My mother actually looked after her and her siblings when they were young.
Someone I knew, and would talk to in passing still, believed that I was in a relationship with an older boy, gotten pregnant like an idiot whilst underage and would still continue with schooling.

Ofcourse, I didn't know anything about this until a few years later.

When I found out I felt disgusting. The images in my head of what they thought made me feel sick.

Sick to my stomach from them.

About how he hid it from me for two years, how he wasn't even going to tell me, how people I didn't even know, thought I was pregnant with him.

How he never stopped them. He may not have said I was pregnant, or it was his, or that I was dating him, but he never stopped anyone saying any of it.

The only reason I'd found out was because I'd mentioned to him that someone in my school link college class was pregnant.

I found out that because I had gained weight again, after battling with eating, what they thought I would be pregnant.

I was getting called slut by people i didn't actually know, and it was because he and his friends let people believe that I was pregnant.

I guess I should wrap this up soon, before I get too confusing.

So diary, is this trauma?