
I have always been terrified that my daughter would endure the same kind of school friends I did.
Friends who were hurtful, ruined my confidence and made me feel like I was not good enough for anything.
Friendships that held me in a state of panic and insecurity, where I was picked on, mocked and ignored, leaving me believing I was so unlikable that I had no other option but to stay.
I think this fear is true for those of us who lived through damaging friendships that began in our school years.
Those deep scars don't heal, and sending our kids to school conjures paralysing and painful memories, forcing us to relive the decades-old feelings of shame and insecurity that have underpinned our lives and cruelly influenced our behaviour.
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I did not have a good time in high school.
I was awkward and insecure, and desperately wanted to be liked. I was the odd one out in my friend group and the more I tried to be included, the more I was made to feel like I didn't belong.
I accepted being treated badly, and I hated myself for it. I lived in panic and fear and never felt safe or liked — but I never left.