The Unnoticed

High School Defined....

blah blah Omg I hate her. blah blah she's such a bitch....

Yeah you get the idea bitching is something that girls do it's in their nature.

(I'm not saying that I'm not a victim of bitching unfortunately, but I try to hold myself back)

You hear it in the school toilets, lockers, roll class, on the bus, in the canteen line, the classroom, at lunchtime. It's everywhere!! and when you know someone is "secretly" bitching about you, it really hurts. its like constant whispers of abuse little , but added up can have a dramatic affect.

The bit that really annoys me is that  High school is tougher than you think. For me it’s about being lots of things all at once. For example being a friend, a student, a counsellor, a shoulder to cry on, a girlfriend or boyfriend, a role model, a learner, a daughter or son, a part of a family and many other things…. It’s really hard for some to keep the role for many things like this. And that is where some struggle. Some like me. For instance at the moment I am relatively happy I have a pretty good life that I’m thankful for and yet all around me is my friends that are going through a lot. So the question I keep asking myself is do I sit and empathise with my friends and lose my happiness that I used to have 5 minutes ago, or do I continue to live out the happy feeling I have. It’s hard to make any decision without screwing anything up or offending anyone. It’s like walking on eggshells someone can crack at any time and you don’t know what to expect.

At the moment I feel as though I can’t find myself as a person or individual. Like I’m wandering or just floating around doing pretty much the same thing every day not knowing the difference between what I did last week and now. So I keep asking myself the same question. What can I do to make this day different than any other? But then I realise I’m unique and so are you, so is that person in class that’s quiet, so is the girl you judged on her clothes, so is the boy that wears funky glasses.

You know the worst thing is when you’re having a great day and someone just gets jealous of your happiness and wants to put you down? Really? Just had to do that didn’t you, could not resist? Honestly over the negative thoughts people put out. Yes, I will be there for the person in need and love them dearly, but c’mon there is more to life than self-harm and depressing thoughts.

While you were on Facebook or social media at the bus stop/train station, Home or destination you were at, thinking about the day you just had and posting a depressing quote or story; you missed talking to that guy or girl that could have made your world, you missed that homeless person that just wanted to talk, you missed that little girl who couldn’t find her parents, you missed the boy who was being bullied by boys twice the size. You missed out on being a part of the now and focusing on the greater things you could have done like making others happier and more thankful. You missed the opportunity to see the world around you and recognise the beauty you refused to see, simply because you weren’t having the best day. Think about it.

But what do I know about what you’re going through?