I was always the youngest, shortest, and the one that was most different from everybody else. Other kids would always say things that hurt, and I’ll…
I was always the youngest, shortest, and the one that was most different from everybody else. Other kids would always say things that hurt, and I’ll come home believing that I could never have friends. I felt like as if I was the laughingstock of my class. I felt lonely and cried a lot, which went on for years. When I was in middle school, I had no confidence and didn’t know what to do. All those who I called my friends didn’t go to the same school as I did, so it was very difficult. All the bullying had already affected me to the point that I began to go into abusive relationships. After a while I began going to some group counseling and began meeting others that had gone through what I did when I was a young child. It was new for me being able to talk openly to others. It didn’t feel so different anymore. I began to regain my confidence and started to get social in school. It was difficult. I began to get courage and started to stand up for myself after that. Bullying is wrong. Today I don’t just stand up for me, but for others as well.
If you’re bullied and need to talk, you can reach out to the National Runaway Switchboard for support.