Friends by Jane

When I was at school (Year 10, 1993) I remember walking to the bus stop one morning and thinking how lucky I was to have a huge group of excellent friends. It seems that from the exact moment I said that things turned bad.

We went from a group of 18 girls to 7 in a few months. Everyone turned on each other until each person would be so hurt and upset that they left to find other friends. Soon it was my turn. I went away with them during 1993 Christmas holidays and they made it hell for me. Ignoring me and insulting me was just the beginning. By the end of year 12 I had made other friends though never ever like I used to have. Even now I don't have any good friends. The only person is my boyfriend. If it wasn't for him I doubt I would be around right now. I'm so lucky to have him.

I was taunted at school for my looks and weight. Names like 'beasty' and 'ox' are 2 words that will forever stay with me. My self esteem is shot. If it wasn't for the mask I've built since then no one would want to know me.

My story is nothing compared to what some of you go through, but let me say that friends are so important. I miss having them. There's nothing like gossiping with a girlfriend.

Thanks.