So about 14/15 years ago ( summer of 2003 my freshman year of high school) I join the marching band. I had friends that were upperclassman. And met some through a summer training camp. To get a Headstart. Not every freshmen had to go. I also know some kids that went to the other middle school. So I knew people. So the girl to become my best friend wasn’t there. At last I don’t know. Bc at the time she played flute and I play trumpet. So I didn’t know of her this might sound mean. But as far as I can say I didn’t know she existed.
Now she has given me two story’s are why she became friends with me. She is also bipolar.
The one story is that she loves my passion. And was a jealous. That I was getting A lot of attention from the directors. The Head director always use me as an example. In a good way Due to the fact that I am a lot shorter than everyone else I’m about 4”11. And that if I can make do it right then there is no excuse for anyone else. And she loved how good of a player I am.
The 2ed story came out of a manic low. She felt bad for me Bc I was by myself During ONE water break. and she felt bad for me. I know I shouldn’t take it personal when she gets like this. But the fact that in middle school I had “so called friends” they just felt bad for me so they became friends with me and invite me to things. And then one day in 8th Grade. They started spreading rumors about me. And I confronted them about it. And that’s when they told me. By my bff telling me that really has put me in a place that really hurts.