I started watching 13 Reasons Why on Netflix since it's all people are tweeting about. Hannah Baker (the main character) relates to any teenage girl. So while I was watching I'll these crappy high school memories came back. The awful guy who spread rumors about me, the friends who believed him, and those friends later on dumping me because of all the rumors. This story is a tale as old as time. So here is my version of it.

So sophomore year was the year I wanted to be rebellious. I started hanging out with a group of guys that weren't cute and weren't too bright. They were the guys you would find a few feet off campus smoking and cutting class. Somehow I thought it was cool to hang out with them. And of course one of those guys who I would never date in a million years somehow got me to date him, so I gave him a chance. I regret it. It didn't even take him a week to start spreading rumors about me. Telling people I had sex with him in a park, when in reality he tried pressuring me to but I stopped him and even more rumors came after that one. I mean I was stupid I kept dating this guy after he spread rumors, cheated on me, and pretty much made me untouchable. To this day I'm pretty sure no guy from my high school will date me or even talk to me because they believe I did some "freaky" shit with him.

Now my friends saw me make stupid decisions. They didn't stop me, some of them joined in. But all of them judged me. For some reason I never got the respect from my friends they believed the rumors and not me. They broke my trust and talked behind my back They even came to my sweet 16 drunk even when I begged them not to. I felt like I was that one friend that was never taken seriously, simply because I made some mistakes. I kept losing friends and making newer crappier ones. I mean I pushed away from friends too but who could blame me, who could I trust. I felt like my friends didn't step in when they could of. They didn't support me. They didn't help me when the rumors spread. They just stood there and judged me.

So by senior year I had no friends but I did have a new boyfriend who was sweet and older I spent way too much time with. That relationship ended 4 years later. Senior year I became a loner I would go home for lunch. I would sit in the library just playing Fruit Ninja on my phone. Prom was awful because my "best friend" didn't even want to be in the same limo as me. Graduation was awkward because I had no one to get emotional with. Those were two events I looked forward to since freshman year.

But high school ended and I went off to college then transferred to another college. Where I met truly amazing, honest, quality friends. I even met my best friend on my first night at my new college. It was a completely new chapter. Now that I am back home and working I kinda wish I still had friends here but at the same time I pray that I don't see anyone from high school when I go to the mall. But in reality leaving high school behind was the greatest thing I could have done. Those bad experiences made me a better person. A person who wants to be a school social worker so no girl has to deal with this BS anymore. I just want end with this. High school ends. If it was good or bad it ends.