You start middle school. Everything is great. You've made friends, and thought everything was going swell.
You get involved in some drama but quickly solve it.
You come out as lesbian and everyone accepts it.
You even manage to get a girlfriend.
Then 8th grade comes. Everything turns to shit.
Your girlfriend breaks up with you.
You've been diagnosed with depression for a year but suddenly your meds stop doing their job.
You bite yourself constantly and your helped by a few friends.
Soon you become friends with their friends and everything seems alright.
Your friends start to act all sad and you feel guilty. You think it's your fault.
It was.
You mend things and everything seems normal.
You get another girlfriend and everyone seems happy for you.
But you can see through them. They feel lonelier. The cry inside.
You feel like it's your fault. You feel guilty for dating.
It is your fault.
And there is nothing you can do to make everyone happy.
