When I went to high school, so I was a freshman brand new at a K-12 school. It was parochial Catholic school. And I didn’t start going there till freshman year of high school. There were people that went to school together from preschool on who had established best friendships, histories, and that was a really hard — like, the first semester, everyone was so nice and welcoming, and then you start to realize like who your people are.
And I remember for Christmas, I, I wanted to get along with everyone, and so I bought all — everybody these little individualized ornaments with their names on them, and made them these peppermint bark things that my family would make, and I still make that, but I tried to put together these like really cute Christmas gifts for this group that I thought I was in. And they all exchanged, and they didn’t buy — none of them got me a gift at all.
And I think that’s when I realized like these are not my people because they already had their people, and like they thought it was nice and they appreciated it, but like, they didn’t think of me when they were planning their presents for their friends at school. I don’t have friends with any of them. Like there’s like one or two that like we follow each other on Instagram, and we actually are more aligned than we realized in life, but I don’t talk to them like truly. Like it’s a comment here and there. And then the majority, like, I don’t even know what they’re up to.