...People use me a lot.
Maybe use is the wrong name for it but nevertheless, people do something. While I was back home I hung out with some friends, but I wasn't apart of the "group." Junior year, I don't know what I did, but I was kind of outcasted from the only group of friends I had really ever known. And I was pretty upset about it, I wasn't invited to anything really, and then senior year came along and I just stayed away from them. My life was about 100x better when I wasn't talking to them, in hindsight I'm really glad they did outcast me because otherwise I wouldn't have met the people I did senior year. But then when we went off to college I thought that things had changed that people were back to "liking" me but then when I went home for break I realized that nothing had changed. We hung out, but only at big group events, I wasn't apart of the core group that hung out basically every day, like I use to be. I guess it just bothers me, that they did this, and I didn't really do anything to hurt them.
I guess what really bothers me is the fact that even though I know all of these things, I still hang out with them. I let them use me and take advantage, and just keep saying to myself that "oh, next time it'll be different.
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