Yup he did.
I keep this composition notebook and write down my thoughts feelings, or just little notes in it. Well he took it to school so he would have doodle paper and the teacher took it from him. Well she read it. Then gave it to the school counseler and she read it. I am really kinda pissed that they kept reading it even after they figured out what it was. There was nothing bad in it but there were very personal things in it about my depression and PTSD and panic disorder. Well I live in a very small town of about 500 people. And now I don't even want to show my self at the school. The counseler came by the house but I was out paying the light bill. Well then I called her and she talked to me for about a half hour offering her services. This is stressing me out.