absolutely.
after my gf dumped me in janurary, i still don't know why to this day why but she did it. but we're 'still friends'. but right when she dumped me it was mid terms week, i couldn't think on my finals and i promise my parents i studied but i couldn't focus a damn bit, all i could think about was how she hurt me. then my mom's side began this hurricane of lies and deceit they're still at it to this day. started drinking just for fun, i was convinced i need something to mix things up, i was living such a modest slow life with all my modest slow friends. i felt like i wanted to live faster, live more, do more, drink more.
then i started to be a real dick, i shut out all my friends and i didn't even know it when i was trying to make new friends, new friends who weren't her friends to. i'm still friends with some of them now but i never hear from them. the others are gone i haven't heard from 'em since but they had it coming b/c 1 a was dick and 2 couldn't keep up with me. the new friends who i thought were my friends weren't even my friends, by the time i completely lost my old friends i got a bully problem, and it was some of the kids i was trying to be friends with. we had so much in common to, we could of been good friends, but turns out they were fuckin dicks, makes me wanna burn down their houses thinkin about what they did and said to me. went into an emo phase (got a few cuts to prove) by this time i'm alone and the only one who listened to my crys was my ex so i looked in her eyes and told about my shit. and i forget what she told me, it was such a long time ago.
couple weeks later was challenge day, and i had been signed up for that. i recently found out that the conseluers at my school personally invited the kids who they thought didn't have any friends. i thought i was invited cuz 'i was such a nice guy' i was wrong is was because of the way i made myself alone. but when i did challenge day, i learned that there are so many other kids at my school who have had to go through so much bullshit in their lives i honestly felt ashamed for being there wasting their time. one girl's sister had gone through attempted suicide and drugs, another girl cut herself because she wasn't perfect the way her parents yelled at her, and here i am bitchin about some break up, no friends, and my mom's sides drama.
i felt like an asshole trying to make these kids feel sorry for me when i knew they've been through more shit at 18 than i'll ever go through in my whole life.
that was at all the end of senior year, semester 2. it's freshmen year of college now and i feel like a shell of what i used to be, listening to punk and smokin weed like i'm trying to be someone i'm not. but i like being someone i'm not, me by myself sucks. i know people say to be yourself and i try i really do, but i've been someone i'm not for so long it's a part of me now.
i am an asshole.