High School for me was literal hell. I almost dropped out in May but ended up basically dragging my beat up self to graduation.

With all my heart I want college to be different. Freshman year of High school I spent second semester in a psych hospital. That freshman year WILL NOT be like this one. I'm determined.
But November is the time when things generally start to fall apart for me.

After my best friend stabbed me in the back senior year I've been reluctant to make friends that are girls. All my friends have been guys so far...but due to past events, I kind of have issues with guys when they get too close to me physically or emotionally.

I'm ok. I can get through this. I've been through so much worse.

I just need friends whose hands aren't decorated knives. And a little more confidence. And.....maybe a hug.