It's alright. The more I think about it, the more I come to realize how we were probably sharing different sides of the same feeling. School is a place that can bring out the worst in people. The pressure to do well, the nature of the cliques and popularity, the desire to fit in, it all weighs heavily on kids who aren't yet emotionally developed enough to make good decisions.

I don't hate those kids anymore, even though I don't really regret my actions at the time either. But I realize that those actions and events have left me changed. I realize it, but it's hard to change.