Also known as the worst year of my life. And somehow, it's going to get worse. I'm done with being optimistic, every time I try that it kicks me right in the face.

Quite honestly, it feels like I've gone through hell, and I don't think I'll ever fully be out. That might sound overdramatic but it seems pretty accurate to me.

Jan and Feb I don't remember much of. Mar and Apr were pretty damn bad. May was probably the worst month of 8th grade and this year until a few weeks ago. June was alright until the last day of school [which scarred me for life] but I recovered temporarily.

July and Aug were pretty good, I met camp friends and got my hair cut. Sep was a shitstorm of harassment and drama, I cried on my birthday in Oct cuz trauma, and Nov left me reeling for... obvious reasons.

Dec hasn't been an improvement whatsoever. It began ok, but the last week of school has probably ruined my ability to talk to my friends properly. A lot of things happened, and these things keep me up at night. Last night I was crying in bed at 1:30 am over the things we did, which is something that I've never done before in my entire life. It feels like I don't have the right to say anything anymore even if you ask me to.

My break should be a time to relax, but what happened before break is haunting me still. I almost can't wait to go back to school to get the final verdict...

Anyway, to summarize, this year has had its ups and downs, the majority of them down. I'm not looking forward to 2025 but I'll try my best to work through my issues and get shit done.

I wish you all a Happy [or at least adequate] New Year!