When I was 11 I was in a mental hospital for almost two months straight. About a month after getting out I went back to school only to realize that my best friend had told everyone about my depression, anxiety, and hospital stay.
Turns out she wasn’t that great of a friend… but anyway, people stopped asking questions to my face and I was walking around the playground one day at recess and I saw a few girls huddled together whispering.
When I walked up they fell silent. I walked away. They continued whispering. About a year later I had gotten in a huge fight with my best friend and I didn’t have anyone that would talk to me at school.
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