I wasn't going to write this, but I use writing to help me process my thoughts, so I'm sorry if this is "immature." (If you know, you know).

I thought you guys were lifelong friends; people I always could fall back on. I was wrong, and I'm thankful I was wrong.

Someone started spreading lies about me and instead of being adults and talking to me, you all decided to attack me. That was pretty immature.

I ended up in the hospital because of the chaos and toxicity you guys were causing me - I felt no other way out. I came back and it was a fake concern. Not concerned about me, but about the trouble you guys could have gotten into. When I came back after my family so graciously took me home for a mental break, none of you checked on me and, instead, continued to do what caused me to end up in the hospital - if not worse.

I pity all of you. To put someone else down and bully them in front of their face and behind their back, even after they attempted suicide, it's disgusting. You are all inhumane. It is so immature and harsh to treat another human the way you guys treated me.

I have one question. Have none of you guys ever made a mistake? I know all of your stories; all of your mistakes. But I never ONCE told anyone them. So, I know you all are full of mistakes, yet, I'm the one that got the brunt of this.

Here's how I look at it.

Jealousy.

I'm pretty, I'm funny, I have a huge heart. I have a loving family, I have a plentiful amount of friends. I'm successful in my future career: holding an internship, making connections, etc. I got into the sorority I wanted and I'm genuinely happy with it.

None of you guys have the life I have, and you all wanted to tear me down because of it. That's really sad. Friends should build each other up, not burn them down.

I'm sorry for the mistakes I made, I'm not sorry for the lies that were being spread around. But, what I'm even more sorry about, is the fact that you all decided to bully me like middle schoolers. It shows what type of people you are. And, let me tell you, it's not good.

None of you guys "won," like you want to think. No one "won." This wasn't a game, this was real life and you hurt someone to the point of almost ending their life. And the fact that you guys can live with that, it's really disgusting.

I'm happier than I have ever been, especially while I was friends with you guys. I know who my true friends are - and it's funny you guys thought you were my only friends. Ha-ha.

Over a dozen people reached out to me making sure I was okay. My sorority was more than supportive. I felt so loved and blessed by my family. I made new friends, reconnected with old ones and, like I said, found out who my true friends are.

I'm moving out, not because of you guys, but because of me. The week after I was in the hospital was incredibly eye-opening. You all are terrible people, and I'm not afraid to say that. I am an amazing person, and no one can tear me down like you guys tried to do. And, the girl I'm living with is one of my friends. I'm closer to my friends on campus and downtown, and my sorority.

I'm glad you guys have each other because I honestly don't know who would want to be friends with people like you guys.

Karma is a funny, funny thing.