Its been really hard to talk about this and hopefully this could help. I've always been confident in who I am and what I believed in untill ,iddle school. It felt like my happieness was pushed a way and a new thing was stress and tears. I had a friend and I thought I could trust her. I told her everything who id like or who i don't like. She was my only friend too. One day I didn't know what I did but She told me she hated me for eveythinbg I was. She called me a slut and I deserved to die. I felt hur and alone after that. It felt that my whole world went upside down. I,everyone was on her side a didn't know what to do. I started to self inflict pain myself . Soon my mother found out of my pain. She told the teacher and I startedto go to theapy and school concil. I later found out I didn't need to feel this pain. That if you would do that you never were my friend anyway. 3 years of that pain, she's long gone in my brain. I have a gained a few friends.