Wow, Looking back, my 4 years at Niceville High School we pure hell. Yes there were some good times I guess, but for the most part they were just pure hell. Just thinking that there are at least 2 times in those 4 years that I can recall that I seriously considered the unthinkable. I have to wonder would things be different now. Would I have teachers that were not so wrapped up in the special projects that they could see the students that were suffering. Would there be a place that I could go and talk with out fear of being judged. I know I have hurt people along the way for different reason, for that I am sorry. I guess I was either really good at hiding my depression or people just did not care enough to get involved. During high school i made choices to hide and try and be someone I was not. That carried out after high school to my short stay at TSU and even up till just recently. I still am not sure that I have friends that I can lean on and be open and honest with. Maybe I should go back to school and be a teacher.