Dear You,
The rest of sophomore year was pretty much the same and it was also a blur. I continued to get pushed around and get hurt emotionally and physically. I didn't make a big scene about it though, instead I just asked to use the restroom too many times to count so I can cry and just relax myself.That was something I kept to myself, and my friends including my best friend didn't even know. I probably should've told her, but she was happy that things were going in a good direction and I didn't want to ruin that.
Right now, I'm just at a place where I don't know anything anymore. Luckily, being on summer break for a couple months cleared my head, and helped with my anxiety, but I still am not in a good place.I hope I can get myself sorted out before I start junior year next week. Otherwise, it'll be hell.
From, Me
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Dear You, From, Me [COMPLETED & EDITING]
Teen FictionIn life, we all have our own roller coaster. It goes up and down and swirls around. We have the greatest moments to never forget and we have our worst memories we try to erase. I wish my life was better than what it became, but the world, isn't a wi...