In high school I was treated like nothing more then some table guard dog, even that is being nice about it. I would think people would at least have the decency to remember the dog's name. I guess in someways it's my own fault, after all I rolled over and took it like a dog, for a long time. Even after high school to a lesser extent. One thing I never could figure out, people trusted me enough to tell me their dark little secrets and confide in me when they needed advice or to just vent, but couldn't remember who I was and could give a shit less when I needed someone.
Every single instance has driven me insane for the past 8 years. Finally