Okay @Colin_Der_Backfisch , buckle up for this!
This is kinda foggy but once in middle school, this guy Oliver would pester me about my queerness after I had briefly mentioned I was (at the time) pansexual i don't remember much of what was said, but he eventually put a metaphorical mini Oliver in the back of my head that made sure to tell me how worthless I was (now i know im not and never was).
It eventually pushed me to the breaking point when I was just walking to class and just started sobbing (like flooding, the ugliest bawling), it was literally like instant, i guess the bottle i was just cramming my emotions into just exploded. I somehow found a friend and she asked what was up and I said the good words; "I'm not okay."
i don't remember what her reaction was after that but I think she just went to class??? like wtf??, what a friend 😒🙄 but after, i somehow made it to the front office with the cloudiest eyes ever. And I called my mom, i said "can you pick me up, I don't want to be here anymore". She figured out that i was crying and LEFT WORK TO GET Me and then CALLED ME OUT SICK FOR LIEK TWO WEEKS (round of applause for my hero, such a girlboss 💅)
ᏖᏂᎥᏕ ᏗᏝᏕᎧ ᏝᏋᎴ ᏖᎧ ᎷᏋ ᏕᏋᏋᏦᎥᏁᎶ ᏉᏗᏝᎥᎴᏗᏖᎥᎧᏁ ᎥᏁ ᏕᎧᎷᏋ ᏬᏂᏂᏂᏂ ᏬᏁᏋᏖᏂᎥፈᏗᏝ ᏇᏗᎩᏕ ᏰᏬᏬᏬᏖ ᏝᏋᏖᏕ ᏁᎧᏖ ᏖᏗᏝᏦ ᏗᏰᎧᏬᏖ ᏖᏂᏗᏖ
But nowadays, I'm doing better than ever and have taken the whole rainbow instead of just the primary colors 🏳🌈🏳🌈