Real Teens Speak Out

deaf but not dead

I’m 13 and have been the target of most kids anger and rage since i was four years old because i’m noticeably shorter and weaker. i grew up in a household where i never got the chance to talk about my situation at school and out of school. once elementary school ended, the bullying became more physical, more direct, and more cruel. from grade six to seven, i attended a private school where i was the student most mocked and humiliated in class. i had gotten two concussions in a month, maggots thrown at me, kicked, and things repeatedly thrown at me. the concussions resulted in me having significant hearing loss which i still struggle with today (deafness), i have trouble hearing and have pretty severe tinnitus. i’m in grade 8 now and at a public school where i still get beat up and bullied everyday, but i’m starting to now see that i have to tell someone in order for it to stop. i’m pushing myself to be brave and not listen to what people say about me negatively. and i’m still recovering from suicidal thoughts and behaviours, but there was a point where i thought it would never get better, and if you feel like that just know that it will. we’re still kids and young adults, it’ll get better. i never thought i’d make it out alive, but i did, and you can too. if you don’t feel loved, just know i love you even if i don’t know you. stay strong.

The bullying and the hate you give

I’ve have always been a shy chills you see I have a few disabilities and it can be very hard for me school. when I was younger was great but when I got into 7th grade everything changed. my best friend had moved out of my school. I was sad I had another friend but eventually he left too and he began to bully me my entire year of 7th grade it was absolutely horrible. people would laugh at me in the hallways it felt as though everyone in my school hated me but my x friend was the worst he was so rude to me. he would get other people to laugh at me in the hallways and would cyber bully me a lot. this was hard for me especially at this time because some of my family members had been sick in the hospital so I’d be home crying my eyes out everyday. eventually Covid happened and that’s what saved me from all the bullying. then 8th grade came around and I met some new friends. but it turns out they were all fake friends and turned against me and sides with my ex best friend. they bullied mercilessly and cyber bully me all the time. I remember my breaking point is when they made death threats to me and began telling me each day to kill myself. it was horrible. I eventually got help and the police almost got involved it was that bad bc I was being cyber bullied. but the dean of students helped me and my counselor helped bring the bullying to a stop. the bullies got in trouble badly. They luckily all left 8th grade and there is another bullying story I have about my junior year but that’s for another day. I’m a senior now and things are okay. I have friends in theater now but I still think about my bullies at times and it helped me grow as a person. just know you’re not alone and to keep going and know that there’s always light at the end of darkness.

i had a friend that i had been close with for seven years, then during covid she becomes close with the guy, i make it clear that we will never be friends, but friends of friends. anyways we grow close and start hanging out, this was all fine except every so often he would just become soooo rude to me. then 2 years ago he started to split me and my friend up. then a year and half ago when school started again after the summer i go back to school and my friend doesnt say a word to me, both of them laugh at me, ignore me. the guy since has been saying rude things whenever i go into the room, and constantly shoving me, pushing me, and breaking my stuff. i ve told my friends and they do nothing because hes their friend too, and my parents just get mad that i havent sorted things out with my friend. the night before my birthday she cornered me and basically talked for 2 hours saying that it was all my fault. then today i was walking to talk to another of my friends and he comes past me and shoves me into the wall, i get upset tell my friend and then as we walk down the lockers he says that hes going to this party tonight that i was meant to go. so then i tell my friend that if he goes, i wont. i am just soooo sick of him ruining the last 2 years of high school, and none of my friends do anything, and my parents just say take it up with the teachers but i know that it would only make it worse

sticks

I was only thirteen when we moved houses, and I walked through the doors of my new school feeling determinedly excited. When you are one of the few openly gay girls, word of it spreads fast.

I wasn’t interested in any of the girls in my class, but I still thought the world of them. I saw how they could be smart, and charismatic, and had the kind of potential that would change lives. One of them tried to break my arm between two desks during class, and another told me she wished I would die. I showed my arm to the only teacher that made me feel safe; she waved me away and told me that we both needed to be nicer to each other. This treatment followed me to each school I transferred to.

It sticks with you forever, being targeted and dismissed by both peers and teachers. I’m in college now, and I still grapple with the imprint of my formative experiences. One of my best friends, a woman, recently put her hand on my shoulder to tell me a story and I almost flinched away out of a subconscious fear that I was making her uncomfortable, and even more terribly, that I might be dirtying her hand. At the end of her story she pulled me in for a ginormous hug, and I didn’t feel the need to pull away anymore.

You’ll soon find that love sticks with you too, and your pain doesn’t define what your future will become. After everything, I have friends and family who work very hard to make me feel loved and show me it’s okay to love them back. People will find you, they will love you, and they will put their hand on your shoulder to tell you a story.

Just hold on in the meantime, I am cheering for you, please stay safe.

The start of my depression

The bullying started on my first day of 6th grade in a new school, some girls decided to corner me in the bathroom. They said that my hair was ugly and tangled and they told me I looked like a guy. That honestly hurt my feelings because I’ve never had anyone talk down on me like that. They picked on me for that whole year and one day I just decided I was over it and I fought back. They haven’t messed with me since but they did cause some serious mental health issues. You aren’t alone.

life

Growing up I was very small and I still am but I used to be really tiny and people would take advantage of that and it hurt. I was mentally, physically, and emotionally abused by those people who was the same age as me, isn’t that crazy I was quiet because whenever i spoke up i was annoying i, i eventually learned to show them that they don’t matter to me and it worked for a little bit they started to feel embarrassed at the fact that i made them look dumb for trying to talk me down. keep in mind that this is when i first arrived to my elementary school. and I was in the first grade i soon became friends with my now best friend and created a nice friend group and I was finally getting along now everything was perfect and going up to after COVID we are now in the sixth grade and i´ve decided to go into the building and learn there and the bullying started again with the same people and it started with little stuff like being made fun of for participating in activities like career day but I held my ground because my bestie and friends reminded me of my worth and things have been great from there. I am now in ninth grade with my bestie for now 9 years and I am still small and yes I still have problems with my height but that does not stop me from soaring. So just remember your worth is greater than anything and people is only mean because they are insecure too.

cyberbullying

It was freshman year, I had many friends and was in this friend group. There were about 6 or 7 girls in it. We always had sleepovers or fun little hangouts. Every time we hung out it was like the best days of my life. In the middle of freshman year, I was having a sleepover with my friend group and we were making stupid poses. I was wearing a stupid outfit. One of the girls took a photo of me and posted it online. It wasn’t the fact that I was wearing a stupid outfit that bothered me. I didn’t have a jawline. My friend posted the picture of my double chin and when I asked her to delete it, she did. I was fine for a couple of days until that picture was printed on my locker. Somebody had screenshotted it. I was bullied so badly that I stopped eating and working out a ton. Cyber bullying is real and effects many.

bullied

i was bullied for having big lips and it made me feel insecure.

I got jumped

I was in 6th grade some girls who I was super close with , we used to have sleepovers together and all . we was always with each other . so basically we was at recess and im allergic to berries . it was berries on the trees so we was playing it was four girls and me . so two girls grabbed one arm one leg you know what I mean . they swung me and dropped me then rubbed berry on me in front of everybody . I never wanted to talk to any one anymore , I was sick and traumatized , I was lost I didn’t know who I was after that . I was betrayed.

I got bullied a lot

when I was in third grade I had a girl and a boy in my school they were brother and sisters they were the rudest to me. I have been with them for 6 years now and this year they are the worst. three days ago the girl kept hitting my bookbag and I was getting annoyed. now I have a counselor she protects me from anything. always know you are one in a Million.