I have a love hate relationship with university. I loved it and hated it. I was lonely, sad, depressed, shy, shut in or closed in as a person, bullied rappantly by teachers, admin staff and class groups, I didn't fit in, I had panic attacks the whole time which often I started skipping tutorials and just going to lectures, huge lecture halls then the panic attacks started there as well after a person attacked me one day while going to university I just was having a quiet little nervous breakdown and no one noticed, no one cared, I don't think I was ever missed, and then when I went to get help I met the wrong person completely who bullied me more, joyce. my sister was bullying me, my friends were, my mum and dad were, my brother was, all my outter distant relatives like aunts, uncles, cousins etc all hated me. I didn't have good friends network that was the worst part, there was no network that stuck by me through thick and thin, I stood by a lot of people in thick and thin and later regreted it. when I needed things no one was there for me.