I've always been the type to feel less important. Like, somehow, even if I found a best friend, they would always have someone they cared about more than me. Like I could be replaced with a moment's notice.
I was always the one who would follow behind on the sidewalk, because there wasn't enough space for me with the others. I was always the one who would sit alone, who wouldn't talk to anyone while people would chat away.
And even now that I have friends, and people to be around, I'm scared that I'm just going to be that one left out, once again.
After all, it's always been like that.
-Mod Jelli
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An Anon's Admission
Non-FictionLife is hard, and we know that. Here it is, the anon's admissions. If you have anything you would like to say, but are too afraid to do so publicly, this is the place to go. It's a place where everyone can be safe. /We're People Too\
