Year 7 for me was when puberty hit me like a truck. But Year 9 is the hardest in terms of social issues - my former best friend broke off with me bc she said she was uncomfortable around me, but then said it wasn't my fault. Like, girl what, was it my fault? And then she proceeded to use me as her PA afterwards, asking about homework deadlines and all, for like 2 months b4 I realised and snapped at her, saying "you have your own planner, use it.". I'm literally SEN (Special Educational Needs) and that relates to pretty much my social skills, including being manipulated easily, so I would have been clueless. However, I tried to be a good friend. Rn, Year 11 is absolute chaos.