I had struggled to find my place in school until the end. I had various episodes where I couldn't be myself to do anything, and my grades suffered; not only that, but I was severely insecure about my acne. Since I could barely bring myself to brush my hair, washing my face went out the window. Usually, I have a bubbly personality. I love talking to people and getting closer, but I spent a lot of time alone during these episodes. My morning teacher pulled me aside one day, saying she was worried about me. I broke down. It was one of those times when you're just barely holding everything in. I told her everything, especially about my acne and how it was affecting my self-confidence. She just sat there, listening, comforting me, telling me that I wasn't alone no matter how much I isolated myself.
The next day, in my locker, was some a spot treatment and a note that said "I promise this will take no effort at all, we all miss your bubbly personality in class".
