I just need to vent again.
The one thing I hate the most is when someone tries to tell me who I am. Like when someone says I always do this, or I used to look like/ wear this. I don’t want you to bring up my past, and I most definitely don’t want to you to make fun of me for it. I am the type of person that gives herself wayy to much time to think about things. All I do it sit in my room and think about everything. It’s ruining me. I know that I get upset easily, but I don’t want you to point it out like you know me. I’m sure I know myself more than you know me. There’s just little things that make me tick, I guess. I’m just tired of people acting like they can walk all over me.
I work my ass off so people wont see what my life used to be like. My own mom doesn’t even know what happened before. I was bullied soo much. Other people don’t realize how far bulling can go. You would think that if someone got a slushie or a water bottle was dumped on someones head, that a teacher would do something. They never even fucking asked what happened. I knew that if I told what did happen it would get worse. It got to the point where I had to bring an extra pair of jeans and another shirt to school every day. My mom never even noticed. She was either too drunk or tired to see what was going on in my life. It’s not her fault though, she was, and is, a great mother. She has always tried her hardest. I respect her for that.
That was always a hard time for me, but it’s all over now. Sadly, bulling will never leave anybodies life. All you have to do is move on. The only thing that sucks is that sometimes it is just so hard to move on from things like that. Even if it is that smallest thing.
Something has been bothering me a lot in these past couple days.. my best friend has been acting like she is annoyed with me. If I just tell her my opinion, she has another one because she wants to be right, but of course I do too. The only problem is that she acts pissed about it.
The other day some girl rudely jumped into our conversation an right after she was complaining about how rude it was, and the fact that we weren’t even talking to her. Hours later, I brought it up again and she backed her up. Then I just said that I thought it was rude because that girl doesn’t even know us, but she was trying to tell us to stop complaining about the mile. Then I realized that this conversation was much more than a girl interrupting us. My friend told me that I do it all the time to her. When she brought it up my throat just got sore. I didn’t even know what to say. I just looked at her, then she spoke again. She said that I keep joining her conversations in gym class. The only problem with that is, she is my best friend and the conversations she is referring to are conversations with some of my other friends. I didn’t know I wasn’t a part of the conversations I guess. Then she says that it made her mad, but she just never wanted to say anything. I couldn’t, and I still cant believe that this would make her upset.It’s not like they were private, because she tells me everything.
Friends get upset with each other all the time. Friends fight about the dumbest things, but this literally hurt me. She might see this, she might not. All that matters is that I write it so I can vent. When I vent I stop crying about dumb things like this. Ha, and this isn’t even half of what my problems are right now. I know they aren’t huge issues, but they can turn into one soon.
