Let's start with relationships

I had a little guy who walked me down the hall in 1st grade because my mom taught 4th and he would stop by her room and escort me to our classroom down the hallway, aww cute. Then I actually "dated" the same guy (which meant meeting at the roller rink every other Sat night) from 5th grade to 9th grade. Then things went terribly bad and just got worse. This girl who was supposedly my best friend in 9th grade, actually just wanted my bf. I found out that she was sneaking behind my back and sent rumors about me around. I never had sex, bc I always thought I would wait til marriage. Things got UGLY and threatening and made my Freshman year very depressing. I was sneaking wine coolers after school, thinking that my dad was always happy drunk, but drinking one doesn't do it, and didn't want them noticing. I was on the basketball team Freshman year, made great grades, but hated every day at school, and felt like I had no friends. She turned them all against me.

By Senior year, they were still together and I was on revenge. I will tell you I made her last year miserable and felt good about it. He had said (supposedly) such terrible things about me. I ignored him, even altered things online as I got older so he couldn't find me. One time he did email me, and I blocked him for fear of what he would say. Finally a few years ago, he wrote me on Facebook apologizing for all of it. We are now in our late 30's, and he says he always felt bad about what went down. WEIRD, but you will learn thru my posts that I never hold a grudge (except this cheating bitch from high school). I talked to his wife (not her of course) and really like her. I now have them on my Facebook page, chat with them, and feel such relief over things coming to peace even 20 years later. By the way, his wife hates this other girl too, so we can bash her together.

This is the part where I started to be so depressed that crying just happened any time I was alone. I kept it from my parents, put all of myself in my classes. I took Spanish, French and German from 6th grade to 12th grade, and continued Spanish and French in college. My next post will be about my worst relationship that scarred me for life, and had me do things I never imagined. But yep, I have forgave him and he is on my Facebook page. Check back tomorrow for the story.