Today was pretty okay until math class when I got called down to the counselor's office for the 7th time this year. She said a teacher was spreading rumors about me (that I was cutting myself). I haven't cut in months. My arms don't have any cuts on them. How sick is that to assume of someone, not only that but tell other people? I recently got a new permanent seat in biology and in that class we have tables that sit four people. I sit with the three girls who hate me most in the class. I hate it. It's awful. I try not to take notice of them but they mock me and call me names and talk shit about me when I'm right there. I'm failing a class. I don't think I'm going to get into the highschool I want to get into. My mom blocked my discord off, so I can't use it at my house. I already have 18 notifications, each from different people and I am unable to reply. It makes me sick. I hate my mom.