Cried myself asleep, woke up with puffy eyes. Went to hell (I mean school). That is three sentences to describe my life. Since I went to elementary school, my teacher was the first bully, I immediately told my parents (while I was in a complete hysterical state begging. Crying and screaming not to go to school. Ever again) who talked to her indeed, but then they came to me and said: “just try not to piss her off, its only a couple more years” and they passed, middle school: also bullied, because I had the best marks and got the best impression from my teachers which is obviously the thing those bullies couldn’t do. High school: guess what? Also bullied. And during the three I got absolutely no friends because they thought I was ‘weird’..? look what normals did. Back when I was bullied by my teacher I used to talk I’m my sleep a lot so I was afraid I would do that again and say what wasn’t supposed to be said (since the last time i crashed down in tears in front of my parents they never saw that again, they only saw smiles and beautiful life, especially good grades) and so I was afraid to slepp. My grades never went down because my parents and teachers were so pushing me I had no time to even complain.i tried ignoring, i tried crashing down for my parents, i tried being cool, i did everything to not be judged again and failed. Bullying is bad. It hurts bad. Especially when you have no friends. As for the teachers from high school, they used to laugh every time I was called a name, like seriously you could see them fighting off the laughter then just do it, and the whole class follows. I learned how to make that horrible terrible anger and also the feeling of being weak, helpless like you can’t do anything ever against those people. How to turn that fury into your motivation. Because to me, nothing ever matters more than seeing the proud eyes of my father and mother. Nothing.
Guys! Never give up!! Okay? Promise me! No one will force you to do anything, and always remember that imperfection is okay!!!