:huh: Yea, I know. I remember, back in 7th grade, my life was SO good. I had friends, and they loved me. School was fun. I got out of the house, went places. But then, I went to boarding school in 8th. That ruined me. I went from feeling on top of the world to feeling low as dirt. I don't know why it happened. Ever since then, I've been this sad sack with no friends or places to go and constant family issues. But then again, I don't know what kind of person I would be without my depression. Depression made me see the big picture. I think about the consequences of my actions before I do something. I look at situations from other people's point of view. I have no hate, no religion (this is a good thing, for me), no animosity towards any one person or any group of people. Because I know what it feels like to be alienated, betrayed, stomped on, talked negatively about. Who knows what kind of person I would be now if I hadn't taken that year at boarding school. I met so many nice people, with so many different values and morals, and somehow, this encouraged me to be more open-minded and free-thinking.