I always feel like the odd one out, mt friends all tall and skinny or they were just popular. I am always that kid that never got anything the stupid one, the dumbass, the one people hung out with because they felt bad for me. My bestfriend, we always said we'd never change, we were inseparable. Then the first year of Junior high came along we weren't in the same class anymore we started drifting apart and thats mostly when it started. He was part of the popular's. He turned against me, and then started talking about me behind my back. At first i brushed it off like i didnt care but then in eighth grade, it got worse. he would just upfront say it, he didnt hold back. He used what he knew against me. He knew everything. I was fine as long as it was at school, but then I got home, my mom's a nut job, and as soon as I dont the slightest thing wrong she starts talking about how much of a piece of garbage I am and that ill result in nothing youre just a fat nothing.. My sisters dont hold back either its constant are you f*****g retarded or something god, youre so stupid. Its constant torment i get at home. A school things are getting better, he still knows everything i cant hide anything from him, like the fact that I cut a lot the bruises i get from my mom the depression that goes on the countless torment that replays in my head. I try to stand out and make a difference, but it all come with time.