Dear First Love,
I wanted to skip school today. For the first time in a long while, I truly wanted to skip school. But I had to finish what I started.
It was so hard pretending that I was okay. Pretending that this break up meant nothing to me. Pretending that Victoria had never been someone important to me. Pretending that I wasn’t on the verge of breaking down in front of everyone.
I officially ended all my friendships with people that truly mattered to me. I had long since filtered out the phonies and the liars I had befriended, and at this moment, I kept them close to me. All those who would feel hurt if I died, I unfriended.
People were confused. Upset. Angry. Understandably so. They yelled at me, asked me why, cried, and I knew instantly that they truly had cared about me. I to
