《Vent bookig》Forgotten .
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Forgotten .
How I feel ...
Last year when I was a discord kid I had a friend group .
At first they seemed nice .
They would talk about S3x and shit like that all the time and they wouldn't stop even after I would beg them to stop .
You wanna know what really made me sad ?
In a server for the group I was a admin and someone changed the channel names and added some and changed the general chat name and I accidentally deleted it , they were mad . I had nothing to do but cry . I cried for 6 hours nonstop . I put my status as something like this " not feeling well . " and even thought about taking a huge break . But some people helped me , I thought I was forgotten and just a background character that everyone pressured to be good enough . I'd like to thank those people , one of them were my cousins . My closest cousin . We talked for hours about it in pms and she did everything she could to help me feel better and we even had a sleepover at her house just to help get everything off of my mind . I tried to leave the friend group but I was guilt tripped into staying . But guess what ? My mom found out and made me get off discord . I didn't want to leave but I had no fucking choice and I would be able to get away from my online friend group .
They didn't even care .
I was forgotten .
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