i moved to a new public school district in the 8th grade after attending a christian private school and i lived a completely false reality where i was the center of attention for most of my life, allowing me to think i would have the same if not better treatment at my new school. lets just say i had one hell of an awakening. don't get me wrong i definitely made friends and were able to bond with two in particular, whom i still consider to be my best friends, but it took me a while to fully understand that not everyone wants to talk to me or think i'm funny or think i'm attractive. when it came to high school this rlly came into play. i found myself to be in a medium sized group of friends that i would sit w at lunch and hang out with. but later in the year there were just problem after problem and people would create their own little cliques inside of the group. now, my parents are on more of the stricter side, therefore not everything they wanted to do, i could take part in unfortunately, which led people' to making plans without me, and i felt rlly left out and depressed. but, this was freshman year so that group soon did dispatch as all dobut in the general sense, people still leave me out of things due to my parents personal decisions of how i should live my life. this story has no connection in the slightest l, but i just wish i could live my life how i want to. you know? like i don't want to grow up feeling sad that i didn't do things to build memories all because of my parents decisions for me. especially when they consider me old enough to write papers and be a leader and apply for college and drive. but not to party and sleepover with friends and just all around have a good life without being monitored by them. idk. i seem to blame them for the fact i barely have any memories to really look back on.