I remember how I felt on my high school graduation day, ten years ago. I stood before my 300 classmates as their class president delivering a speech about embracing the next chapter of their lives. I stood before some of my classmates that I’ve known since I was nine-years-old, but at that moment they felt like strangers. It was bittersweet. I was nervous, relieved and ready for that next chapter, but I walked across that stage with bitter wounds.