the incidents

depression

having some sort of sadness is not good, you never have the confidence to tell your family, you go on your own, or you become the weird, quiet, shy kid at school.

I was like that, for a long period of time. but I had friends, or- "friends" They never really cared about me, only less than a few grants of sugar, that's how much they gave a sh*t about me.

Throughout my life I was a innocent happy girl, that everyone loved. now I changed, I once had nice brown hair, gone. I have a somewhat dirty color to my blonde hair. caught everyone's attention, even my ex, he caught feelings once again, after my dumb*ss went yandere on him to win his heart back.

My "friends" split up now, ever since I gotten with my boyfriend, 6 months back. when summer came around that's when we went our separate ways. I became desperate over summer, not feeling loved, having seeing my significant other.

Meet the teacher day for school came by, I went. Everyone thought I was new. "wonderful, what could possibly happen next?" I always thought that, but one of my friends recently told me, "I thought you were an 8th grader, when we first met" I felt happy, that I was labeled as a upperclassmen than a lower level student, like a 5th grader once again.

1st day of 7th grade, was the day mostly everything was better, but, wasn't.
I had my ex for 2 periods, gym, and math. he was pretty smart, my worst fear was getting paired with him by my teacher putting us with assigned partners. "most bullsh*t thing ever" everyone thought.

days and days went by, me and my boyfriend were getting attacked again, we had to run across and all over the school just to get peace, they never left us alone. now, passed the 50th/ 10th week of school, we have privacy, sometimes we get asked "are y'all still together?" the answer is always yes, then they give us a look, my significant other has a kinda low rep (reputation) against others, and I have a middle rep where people don't give a flying f*ck about me and leave me in a ditch having mental breakdowns.