You can hear rumors. But you can't know them.

All you really have... is now.

Will I ever get control of my life? Will I always be shoved back and pushed around by those I trust?

I didn't humiliate him by pointing it out because that's not how you treat friends. You don't judge them. You don't humiliate them. I bet he's been judging me all along.

But they were wrong. There was a reason.

Because I've heard so many stories that I don't know which one is the most popular. But I do know which is the least popular. The truth.

I wanted people to trust me, despite anything they'd heard. And more than that, I wanted them to know me. Not the stuff they thought they knew about me. No, the real me. I wanted them to get past the rumors. To see beyond the relationships I once had, or maybe still had but that they didn't agree with.