This last week has been the worst for me in my entire high school career.
I'm done with this place. I can't stand it. I have one real friend. All of the rest merely talk to me because they like it when I give them help with homework. When I come to them for help, though? When I need some support? Someone to talk to? They all bolt. I have one person who actually gives a crap about me. He's the only friend I've had that truly cares about me and is willing to lend a hand. The rest? I'm done with them. They're meaningless to me now.
College is my only saving grace, but it's still a year and a half away. I don't know how I can endure any more of this. I'm at the point where I just don't want to go anymore. I don't want to put up with this. I don't want to have to face this every single day.
I honestly wish I could say I'm overreacting, or just being emo. But I'm not. This is what I have had to put up with every day since the first time I walked in those front doors. This is what I carry around with me.
For the record, I'm NOT suicidal. The best revenge is living well, not living six feet under.