I used to get so upset whenever my siblings would make fun of me for having no friends. Or when my mother would berate me for being so quiet. Now, I think I deserve to be made fun of. It’s all my fault anyway. I had so many chances to make friends and get myself out of this rut.
Maybe my life would be different if I had started a conversation once with that girl in my 6th grade art class that kept complimenting my work instead of mumbling out a “thank you” every time. If I had talked to that girl in 7th grade that […]