Honestly, high school has been a burden so has reality. It seems that online for every one mean person I meet, I meet five nice people, but in real life, it's vice versa. Sadly, it makes me want to cry. I've still got emotional scars from middle school. People verbally bullied me, and they made it living hell. Luckily, I had an aide(I have Autsim)who knew it wasn't my fault when they thought I was at fault. One of the bullies moved away, but the rest go to my high school but don't really tease me anymore. I was in a peer group and saw couselors, but it didn't help me much. My "so-called" friend betrayed me, so it didn't help much either. I can't trust others because of this, and just about anyone I meet turn out to be mean like everyone else. Since elementary school, I wasn't invited to parties, and people never told me their problems including my best friends. Now I don't know if people geniunely want me to be their friend these days. I asked my mom if we could move but said no. I'm sure my dad won't move us out of here to somewhere nicer, because he loves the States so much. I wish sometimes I didn't live here in the first place. My mom and brother are forcing to excerise, but they don't understand food is my outlet. My family doesn't understand me anyway, but I wish it could be different. I know it won't be though until I move out when I'm 18. I'll appearicate it if you could read this and reply. I'm sorry for the long post but had to get things off my chest.