Day 08 – Someone who made your life hell, or treated you like shit.
Middle School.
The bowels of Hell for me.
I was insanely skinny, big ugly pink plastic glasses, braces, and acne.
Perfect fodder for evil pre-teen/teenage girls.
I had 2 close friends. Super close. They both had the same name. We had the “I’m Larry, this is my brother Darryl, this is my other brother Darryl”-type thing going on. We passed notes, to the point where we had a 3-way notebook we would trade back and forth between classes. Every school day someone took it home, every weekend. Our deepest thoughts, our silliest dreams and crushes, our love for NKOTB kept us bound in one spiral notebook after another. It was us against the tides of evil girls out there.
Our circle grew just a little bit. A few other girls became our friends as well. Not the best friends, but they were friends.
Then it happened.
One of my Darryl’s decided that I was the perfect target to bolster her esteem. In a far away town on a class trip (w/ at least 1/4-1/3 of the entire class on it) she managed to break my heart, destroy what little bit of reputation I had, and totally leave our trio of friends in tatters.
Upon our return from the trip out of town my world was shattered. I had one friend left, literally. My other Darryl stuck by me, remained my friend all through the 9th grade when I moved away…and on occasion we’d see each other when I went home…and we’re now facebook friends again.
My middle school life was hell…but in one fell swoop she ripped away what little bit of happiness I had. Some days I think I’m silly for still holding onto the pain…but every time I think about it, the pain is still fresh. A scar that will never heal.
“Darryl” was my friend. One of my best friends. It’s not something I will ever forget.
When a friend, especially a friend we hold VERY close to our hearts, hurts us and leaves us in the dust it is life crushing. I’m so sorry that your good friend had to do something so mean to you 🙁
@Amanda {Enchanting Havoc},
Thanks…it was very painful. Sometimes it seems like it was just yesterday. Watching my son navigate his way through middle school can almost be crushing when he struggles. Every day I pray that he has it easier than I did.
awww, that sucks. I hated middle school also. I will be doing 30 days of truth, scary so far.
@jen,
The 30 Days of Truth is sort of scary. I’m making my way through it slowly, though. A little at a time isn’t as scary as facing all 30 days in a row *lol*
I’m starting 30 days of truth too since so many people I read are doing it!
Isn’t it amazing how things from so long ago can still stick with us so closely?
I think middle school always sucks. Fortunately, I didn’t realize how terrible it was until I got to high school. To this day, I have both pains and regrets about how I was treated and how I treated others. It’s a time of growth that I wish I could spare my own daughter. Perhaps she’ll fare better than I did.