Well.... I have a few things to say. When I was in 8th grade, my boyfriend at the time raped me. I kept that inside for years, I started falling into a dark place. Freshman year in high school I met her, we'll call her Jane for privacy reasons. Jane and I became best friends, the bestest of friends. We were there for each other for our freshman and sophomore years in hs. She lives a mile from me so I'd just go over and hang out. The end of sophomore year, we started dating. She's the first person I actually fell in love with. We were together for a year and a half. She was at my 17th and 18th birthday parties. Earlier in the summer before I turned 18, my parents and I took her to Florida with us. On the way there, I felt bad about it but I went through her phone and saw that she'd been dating my best friend, who I'd been best friends with since 4th grade, for a month. We moved past it, until she cheated on me again with another dude. We eventually broke up. Now, I have no contact with her, the best friend she cheated with, or everyone but 3 people that I knew before her. I'm 18 and a senior in high school, 99% of my friends are freshman and I get called names like pedo, predator and get told to kill myself. As of writing this, I've moved on from my past, I started dating one of the best people I've ever known and I've never been happier. Thank you for your time and hopefully this touches someone's heart. <3