In primary school, I had a 'friend' who, thinking back on it, treated me badly. In secondary school I had one person who I hung around with, but I ended up disliking her by Year 10 or so. There were a few others who I liked and who liked me back, but we didn't often do things together. I did have one friend in the year above me, she's very quirky and lovely. At university, I started going to a society, and made some good friends there. My friends all have quirks (some are Aspie, some have mental health conditions, some are non-conformists) and we all accept each other for who we are. I couldn't ask for better people, even though I had to wait a long time to find them (this sounds cheesy, but it's true
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