Home for Thanksgiving

I'm hanging out here with 3 of my best friends from home. I'm loving being around them. It's nice to know that even when you've been gone for a few months, there are still people who want to hang out with you and see you. Truth be told, I'm not entirely sure what people think of me here, at home. I know my family loves me, and I know that my friends who I'm with love me, but I have no idea what everyone else thinks of me. By everyone else I mean the people who I used to hang out with. The rest of band, my fellow trackies, my other ridiculous friends who I never really get a chance to see anymore...I feel like a lot changed the summer between senior year and college. I feel like a lot of people don't see me the same, or don't see me as being very fun anymore. It makes me nervous...I know I've changed, and I know that some parts of my life, such as my relationship, may make people nervous and a little uncomfortable, but I really am still a fun person. I haven't forgotten what happened that summer, and I haven't really let it go completely, but that's my business. Whatever they heard probably isn't right, because I never had a chance to tell anyone myself. They all only heard one side of the story. I feel like whatever was said is just out there now and there's nothign I can do about it. So many people don't talk to me, or look at me like I've done something wrong. No one will tell me what they were told about what happened. What if it's wrong? It may not be, but they seem to treat me differently because of it, and no one will talk to me about it. It isn't like it went on unknown. I mean, really. Most everyone who knew us has heard about it.

I guess there's just nothing like feeling like a stranger in your own town.