I never know how to describe myself to people. I didn't get it until I realized how much I was bullied. I think that is where a lot of my problems came from. I never felt I fit. And goodness I tried to be them or what they wanted me to be. I was slapped, gum was put in my hair, my bra strap was snapped, I had panic attacks and no one noticed they just thought I was emotional. I was then teased for my bladder control, weight, crying, and I liked hanging out with boys more than girls. I tried to hang out with other girls. I liked to try gymnastics moves and for a second thought about trying out for the cheerleaders in Catholic school; until I was told by a girl who would definitely get a spot that the uniform wouldn't fit me. I eventually just figured out that any chick worth hanging out with is worth dealing with their entourage. I did eventually make a few female friends that I am still in contact with.(1) I did find a very best friend that I will have for the rest of my life when I was 16.(2)
(1) Maybe I should host a game night. Gives me an added bonus to finish cleaning for spring.
(2) I fought hard for that title. (best friend)
(1) Maybe I should host a game night. Gives me an added bonus to finish cleaning for spring.
(2) I fought hard for that title. (best friend)
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