Ok, I've changed my mind, It's no longer public. No one gets it.. It's taken me a long time and I mean long time to be able to tell someone about what happened, and when I do I'm asked why did I tell them. Well I told them, because I thought I had dealt with it, but I guess I hadn't, I had just bottled it up in the back of my mind, that is until christmas when my mom brought it up. I told 2 people, and well now 3, and the last one didn't get why I told them.. I told them because I felt I needed to for myself to explain why I had been depressed and everything, not as a way to guilt them back. I don't care if they come back, I really don't, they don't seem worth it, but then who is in the end? I give up, I’m keeping it too myself now. If it’s bothering me and you ask what’s wrong don’t expect an answer. I’m not going to tell, I give up! You's are too dumb too get it.. I’m sitting here drowning in my tears, I’m going to go now -Later