I posted this on my blog on myspace. It could have stopped there, but I feel like sharing part of my story. Enjoy.

Ok, so I got this comment on one of my pictures, it said 'What made you so depressed?' I've gotten ones like it before, so let me explain.

When I moved two and a half months ago, I was literally given a two weeks notice for my life. All I could think was how much this sucked and how unfair it was, and how much stuff I wouldn't get to do with my friends.

It took me what seemed to be a lifetime to adjust to the differences at my new school, I'm actually not totally better now, but I'm getting there.

At my new school, I was viewed as 'that new girl.' That would have been fine, if the name wasn't assosiated with vicious lies and rumors about me.

I was considered a slut because I wore a skirt on my first day. Shame on me for trying to make a good first impression. I was sent into exile by the few people I could call friends for not getting in trouble for something I didn't do. Shame on me for not cleaning up after them. I was sterotyped as the snobby rich girl because I had an Mp3 player and a lot of clothes. Shame on me for being from a place where everyone had those things.

Life is different here. Things are slower, and a lot smaller. In my school, there are only 11 teachers. The 6th, 7th, and 8th grades are all in one hallway. And somehow, everyone knows eachother. I can't say I like it, but i'm learning not to hate it.

So, what happened to make me so depressed? I think I shut myself out of life for two months, because I was scared to let go of my old life, scared of replacing old relationships with new ones. I'm not ready to let go completely, but I think I'm coming around.

I have lots of new friends now, I have a boyfriend, and i'm doing well in school. I don't know if anyone really cares, but I just wanted to say i'm going to be fine.

~Helen