"Have a seat, Olivia."

Today i busily worked away at my math homework in
MSIP(study hall) until i was finished. This was followed by
what i had planned on being resting up for the lunch period
baseball tryout and last 2 periods of class before heading home.

But, I was wrong.

I was called down to my guidance counselor's office
to what started out as being a friendly discussion
of my course selections and plans after high school.

When all that was said and done my guidance counselor
turns to me and says: "Now Olivia, Some of your friends
have brought to my attention that perhaps you may have needed
to see me because they were concerned with your well being."

I sorta froze up. Why was someone concerned? Besides the
obvious bipolar, i hid it pretty well. Or at least, I thought I did.

We talked for a good half hour or more. She wants me to
talk to her regularly so i feel comfortable and so I don't
off myself. My words, not hers.

She's nice. I'm just...I don't like telling people. People i know,
people who affect my future especially.

After I left i started thinking. If someone who claimed to be
my friend was concerned, why didn't they approach me first.
Why aren't they dealing with what ever about me is bugging them
through me? I was a little offended that someone wouldn't think
that I should know others are worried before anyone else.

If that makes sense.

I'm confused.
I need a hug. A big one.