Looking back to that time, I want to shed one more tear. But tears are precious and I don't want to shed anymore because I have cried one too many when I was bullied in middle school. Now that I was out, I no longer had to see my bullies but I also missed my friends dearly. That was 2 years ago, when i was a freshman in high school. I was very lonesome, hoping that people would be my friend. The more desperate I got, the less likely things would change. I don't think my complaining is going to change anything. I hope for the best though.