1 aka "It's couldn't get worse"

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We've all seen that post. The one talking about when middle schoolers complain about school. The one that has the gif with the old woman that says "honey you have a big storm coming"
  
I laughed at that last year. "Nothing could be worse than this school year," I had said to myself.

Somehow, it got worse. I don't know how, but it did.

I lost so many people that I thought were friends. I had imagined that we would defy the people who said you don't leave high school with the same group that you walked in with.

We didn't. It took a long, long, long time for me to see that maybe some of these people leaving was for the better.

There were people that I knew I couldn't be friends with anymore right as the drama started. But there was one person that I tried to cling to. I thought that this person did wrong things, but didn't deserve to be cut out. I still believed things that the person had told me in 7th and 8th grade.

When I found out that the person had lied about the things that made me still worry for that person, I was livid. I was so angry that I thought I was going to curse the person out the next time that I would see them. I didn't. I stayed quiet.

The person had put me and two others in a group chat and about halfway through the conversation,  I had to put my phone away and leave. I've stayed strong through things that no one should have to go through, and yet a conversation with that person was enough to tear me apart.

I missed the other person too. I had started to see them as a brother before this all happened. The person had helped me when something happened in a class, this person was a dear friend to me, the person made me laugh and I felt like the person was trying to be like an older brother.

I don't know how to feel now. I got messages a few weeks back from these people and I had a panic attack when I saw the message from one person.

I barely made my way through the last few weeks of school. I wanted to ask my mother if I could transfer to another school. I considered it. I really wanted to.

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