Bully me, please.

2013

This year deserves its own chapter. I was as lost as a fart in a whirlwind, as my dad would say. I studied at Wits for about two weeks before giving that up. I don't think I gave it a fair chance at all and should have stuck it out a little bit longer. I then got a job working for my boyfriend's parents! Also for two weeks. After that, they offered me a job as the receptionist, which I declined for some reason. Finish what you start Nicole!
I did literally nothing for a while which was seriously damaging to my mental health. I wish I had stuck with either university or the job. I can't remember exactly how I behaved but it was incredibly badly towards my boyfriend. I'm 90% sure he would describe me as a psycho. I don't think he treated me that well either, but he was flipping 17 what can you expect from someone that age. After the relationship ended I was booked into a mental health institution, where I stayed for a week. That is where I got diagnosed with an underactive thyroid (which causes depression, tiredness, and a general lack of motivation). So, in part, I'm glad I went but I'm also still ashamed of it. Maybe it's the stigma around it, I'm not certain. But there are very few people I would tell about it, except now I'm telling everyone!
Yay!
After I left that I did various English courses, two focused on grammar and one on creative writing. Please don't criticise my grammar I have sincerely forgotten everything I learned.
This amounted to exactly zero work opportunities. Towards the end of the year, there were two guys interested in me, I think at the same time roughly. One was super creepy, misogynistic, and very large... the other one was way older than me, and lead me on for the attention. Guy 1 I chatted to briefly I think and then cut him off because he was really creepy, and a compulsive liar. Charming. Guy 2 had a very close-knit group of friends with whom I became "friends" with. As in they were bullies and they tolerated me.
One evening one of them decided it would be funny to get me drunk as I have never been a big drinker. Then guy 2 drove me home and in my drunken haze, I confronted him about him leading me on and asked if he would ask me. He said no and said the words "no because I'm very single right now". I started crying because whisky makes me super emotional apparently. We talked in the car outside my house for a while about something. Who knows. And dummy dumb, dumb forgot to turn his headlights off! So his battery went flat and my dad had to help him jumpstart his car :). That was a fantastic evening.
Anyways after that, he and his friends never spoke to me ever again. Because it's my fault he led me on, right? That crowd is still friends of friends but when we cross paths they don't even look at me. One of them was at a wedding I went to recently actually! Avoided me then too- after 5 years still hold it against me that your friend led me on. Goes to show what kind of people they are, and the fact that they're unable to change makes it much worse. 

Overall I would rate this year a 1/10.