It's been about a decade now. I fell to pieces at the summer camp I was attending at the time. Long story short, I was bullied pretty severely, at least that is/was my perception at the time, and was turned down in love, which led to an attempt at self harm and my departure from the camp.
I talked about it here some time ago, but didn't receive much in the way of feedback. I don't know how to approach the situation now. Thoughts about the time often come through, but right now I feel preoccupied with it and can't get it out of my head. I spent entirely too long today Facebook-stalking former campers and I feel ashamed again. I keep thinking about that situation, and how it could have been avoided. I don't think I feel necessarily helpless, but I am rather distraught.
Sorry if this is sort of rambling, but I need to put some words down. Any input? I'm sort of aimless right now because of this.
I talked about it here some time ago, but didn't receive much in the way of feedback. I don't know how to approach the situation now. Thoughts about the time often come through, but right now I feel preoccupied with it and can't get it out of my head. I spent entirely too long today Facebook-stalking former campers and I feel ashamed again. I keep thinking about that situation, and how it could have been avoided. I don't think I feel necessarily helpless, but I am rather distraught.
Sorry if this is sort of rambling, but I need to put some words down. Any input? I'm sort of aimless right now because of this.