So, recently, I got on a really, really bad fight with my closest friend. It ended with us each doing some not great things (we each made hate accs and put mean comments on each other’s yt channels)
I know I’m partially at fault for this, so I apologized. I wrote this huge block of text telling her I felt really bad, and I would never find a friend like her again. I didn’t expect her to forgive me right away, but I thought I’d apologize anyway since I felt really bad. All she said was “Uh, thanks I guess.” And she went ahead, telling my other friend her side of the story, making it seem like I’m the bad one in the story. My other friend didn’t talk to me for a week. Recently, the other friend understands I didn’t mean to do the things I did, and we’ve become friends again. But the friend I fought with hates me. We’re not friends anymore, and I’ve come to accept that. I have two other very good friends who support me.
Things were going good, until two days ago. For context, I am a 12-year-old girl. Two days ago I got my . for the first time. (I’ll let you figure out what that means) It’s been causing me a lot of anxiety, but luckily my mom has been there for me. However, next month, I have PSSA’s. (A kind of final exam) Normally, I wouldn’t be too worried. For the test, remote students (kids who do school from home on zoom meetings) have to go in the school to take the test. I’m a remote student because my county is one of the worst counties in the state for covid. My mom does not want me going into the building. On top of that, two days ago was the 10th. My PSSA’s start May 10th. I will probably have my . during an exam. This causes me a lot of stress and anxiety. When I get anxious, I scratch. I scratch every part of my body I can reach. This becomes painful. Long story short, life has been stressful lately.