There's an inescapable two-step process that takes place in the school years that precede college—gossip, which is then followed by drama. I hate sounding cynical, but I don't miss high school whatsoever, because I spent a great deal of it putting my trust into the wrong people. Over the years I learned how many of my peers truly considered me—a slut.

I was a slut the moment I entered high school because I was capable of pursuing guys I liked. I was a slut because I dated guys who declared we had sex (though we didn't). I was considered a slut by people who did not know me personally, let alone my name.

My closest friends have told me time after time not to worry and that rumors are spread by jealous people. "Mean Girls" taught me that people spread rumors because, as Aaron Samuels states, "they're bored with their own lame lives." I'm glad I've acknowledged that both statements hold true.

I'm going to say something I never thought I would to those who made my high school experience miserable—thank you.

Thank you for making me mentally stronger

I've always struggled with handling stress due to my sensitivity, but thanks to you I've slowly learned to conquer my emotions rather than allowing them to control me.

Thank you for building my confidence

Not only have you helped me grow emotionally, but you've made me accept who I am as a person. I know I'm not a slut so why let what others' say about me damage my self-confidence.

Thank you for teaching me I can't trust nor please everyone

My desire to be liked by everyone clouded my judgement. I shared too much with people I believed were genuine friends. Sometimes you have to learn the hard way that not everyone is as they seem.

Thank you for sabotaging my potential romances

This may sound strange, but if it weren't for you I probably wouldn't be with the love of my life. Your rumors scared off more than a handful of my crushes so for that, I thank you.

To those suffering from any form of ridicule, just remember: