I know I'm bordering on sounding crazy here, but I wish I knew what people thought of me. Not the good things, but the bad things! When I was young, like, 11, there was a girl I really liked who decided she didn't like me. She was the ring-leader of all the girls I went to church with so it turned into a bad scenario and lasted until I was 16 or so. I would hear about some of the things she would say about me, always making fun of me for being a "goody-goody", inviting everyone to sleepovers and get-togethers and not me, hiding my coat, my favorite coat that I really had to sacrifice to buy, convincing people not to invite me to their birthday parties, but mostly just completely and totally ignoring me along with all her friends. I never knew why she didn't like me, and I wanted to so bad. I just wanted friends, even one friend- so bad.
