I wish that when I talked to people they didn't leave so fast. I wish that my best friend last year didn't find out the real, mentally ill me and tell all our mutual friends so that I now get these avoidant, disgusted looks when i walk by on campus as if i'm some sort of monster. I wish the school would have not taken me, a 3.8 student, in front of a council or their people and asked me if i were sure i was capable of completing college work if i had a mental illness. I wish people didn't talk slower around me, as if i can't understand them. I wish they didn't discount me as someone who was a person like them, based on things so small they don't even realize it, like that i wear a baggy old t-shirt instead of a tight belly shirt. I want people to stop asking me to have sex with them and start asking me to be friends, as a person who can't make friends well is not just an instrument for cheap sex. I want to be real, like other people, so that the golden rule would apply to me. I just want to be human
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