I never did change. I just accepted the fact that everyone hated me, but i didnt really care cause i was used to it all by now. I got used to having no friends, no proper family, all the pain, and the names. It was all normal to me by now, all of it. So i gues i got the normal life i wanted although not many people would call it normal, but it was normal enough for me and i was fine with it, so i gues itll do.
I never spoke to anyone, and nobody ever spoke to me. I think theyd all figured out that i didnt care about what they had to say anymore. I was happy by myself, even if i got abit lonely, i was still happy. There were no more things worrying me, i worried about nobody. It was like i was in my own little world, by myself, with no worries, i was happy, and nobody could change that. Even though i still had a rough life at home, i didnt care.
