Dear Anita,

I could not make friends as a kid very well, and I would usually sit alone at lunch. It came to the point where the pe teacher would come sit with me. A lot of my friend groups and friendships fell apart because I’d always start drama, even though it was not purposeful. A lot of my friends say they are depressed, and I don’t know how to help them. One time, I said you should think of happier things so you won’t be sad. Of course that was the wrong thing to say, and my best friend of four years said I was being toxic. That really hurt. People say I talk to much too. Even though everyone else could be talking, I was always the one shushed or told I’m being too loud. I had gone to therapy to help my talking and friendship making before, but apparently it did not work. My dream guy or dream life was my way of thinking of a future where I was better, and people would be nicer to me. I’d have a good group of friends and the perfect soulmate. Now, I feel like I can’t think of that perfect life anymore because these thoughts keep getting g in the way.