Real Teens Speak Out

Why am I stupid?

There are these girls in my yearbook class that make me feel stupid. They laugh at my ideas, look at me like I’m stupid or crazy and talk down to me. I go home and cry when I’m alone and I want to hit something sometimes because of them. I hate it, the teacher sits there and does nothing.m the only 9th grader that puts enough pressure on me.

owls

I have always loved owls but…
I get bullied for liking them because kids at work think they are horrible.

Perfect is Everyone

My story is really sad. When I’m in 3rd grade, I don’t have any real friends. The kids always make fun of me for my weird personality. They always call me "squeaky voice" and "weirdo". When I’m in my room, I always sob in the inside and every day, I cannot escape the torture. In 6th grade, on my birthday, boys at PE made fun of me and I eventually lost it. I came home in tears because of those jerks. But, in 7th grade, my sister and I bond and she inspire me to see myself as a wonderful being. If it wasn’t for her, I would never feel special. Now because I’m being myself, I have real friends to accept me for who I am. I am telling a very important message: all the people who are going through this horrible crisis, you are perfect in your own way. You don’t need to worry what others think of you because you are a somebody on your own. Perfect is everyone

It’s a battle, really.

When I was really young, about 5 or 6 I was so much smaller and just overall skinner and shorter than everyone. Nobody said anything. But a few years later I weighed more. I was over weight. From 3rd grade, and still going on now, people have made fun.

It’s never a fun feeling and it overall makes you feel bad. People who say unkind things don’t care about the outcome in the victims life. People say mean stuff, and go online.

I know that anyone who goes through this won’t listen to the whole "it gets better" story. But it does.

I wish I could do more about this. I hate seeing people hurt. I hate that people think there’s no point. Everyone deserves to be happy. No matter what.

The surprising truth about rejection

On July 25th I took the TEDx stage in Fargo, ND and shared my most heartbreaking rejections and biggest humiliations in front of hundreds of people. Yes, it was scary and vulnerable and the events I describe are kind of messed up, but I did it for a good reason: I want to take the stigma of rejection and bullying out of our culture’s collective closet.

We each have our own stories of experiencing rejection. Some of them involve bullying, and others are simply a moment in time we put ourselves out there—we were vulnerable—and things didn’t work out how we wanted them to.

These hurt us and caused real pain. I know it did for me. Our fear of rejection causes us to feel shame and pushes us to hide away. It dampens our own brilliance. When we feel this way do we share it with anyone? NO WAY! That would make us look weak and vulnerable. We keep our rejection a secret because we think it makes us unlovable. We’re afraid if we tell others, they’ll laugh at us, judge us, and make us feel even more pathetic.

But that’s simply not true. I tried to hide my rejections for years and it just made everything worse. Eventually, I discovered that seeking support and being open about my challenges made them easier to overcome, and made me feel much better. It made me feel a sense of relief. By opening up it did the opposite of what I thought it would do. Instead of pushing people away, it brought them closer. By sharing my vulnerabilities it made others comfortable in sharing theirs, and this created a connection between us.

It was (and still is) uncomfortable to share, but learning how to let go of my own shame around rejection and instead using it as an opportunity to connect with others has been a major breakthrough in my life. And I bet it will be in yours too. You are not alone and I hope by sharing my story you can see that we are in this together. It’s in our collective efforts that this movement will grow and have the impact on those who need to hear it.

merubah hidup

saat saya sd,saya pernah mengalami di bully.. saya di kucilkan selama 5 tahun,saya tidak pernah bermain atau di ajak bermain.. saat guru memerintakan untuk bekerja kelompok,tidak ada yang ingin sekelompok dengan saya. saya merasa sedih dan stress. saya tidak punya teman di sekolah maupun dirumah.orang orang tidak pernah peduli terhadap saya. saya berusaha menguatkan diri saya. saya menyendiri disana dan tak tau saya harus cerita kemana..saya berpikir untuk menjauhi mereka..saya tersakiti oleh sikap dan tingkah laku mereka terhadap saya.. saya tau saya bisa.saya selalu bersemangat walau tampa teman.dan saat saya pergi meninggalkan sekolah itu dan lanjut ke sekolah menegah atas. saya mempunyai teman baru yang menerima saya. dan itu sangat merubah hidup saya.saya tak lagi perlu takut saya percaya diri untuk pergi. dan itu merubah hiduup saya. tapi kadang kesulitan dalam pertemanan itu sangat memberatkan dan menyakitkan. sahabat kadang membuat kita iri terhadap orang dan kadang merendahkan diri ku juga. kadang sahaat ku banyak peraturanya. iya aku tau tidak ada yang perfect. tapi aku tidak tau harus bagaimana. aku bercita cita menjadi seorang designer atau penyanyi seperti demi lovato. saat aku mengenal pacer itu membuat aku bersemangat.dan aku ingin mensharing apa yang aku pelajari dari website ini. aku akan mengenalkan kepada sekolah ku teman ku sodara ku, serta lingkungan dimana aku berada. apakah aku bisa ikut dengan komunitas ini. aku ingin menghilangkan intimidasi dari teman ku ke teman ku yang lain. aku ingin mengajari mereka. an merubah pola pikir mereka terhadap bullying,merubah kebencian menjadi pertemanan. membantu teman teman u berbicara terhadap apa yang mereka alami. aku ingin membantu mereka yang putus asa. karna aku tau posisi mereka yang di bully. karna aku pernah di bully juga. aku ingin merubah sisi negativ dari oran yang membuly kita. dan aku sangat berterimakasih kepada pacer 🙂

Translation (provided by Google Translate; please excuse errors):

change of life
as I sd, I never experienced in my bully .. isolate for 5 years, I have never played or were invited to play .. when teachers memerintakan for work groups, no one wants to group with me. I feel sad and stressed. I do not have any friends at school and dirumah.orang people never care about me. I am trying to strengthen my self. I was alone there and did not know I had to stay away from the story kemana..saya think mereka..saya hurt by their attitude and behavior towards me .. I know I am always excited could.I even without teman.dan when I left school and up to the high schools. I have new friends who accept me. and it is transforming the lives of me.I no longer need to fear me confident to go. and it changes my hiduup. but sometimes difficulties in friendships that are very burdensome and painful. friends sometimes makes us envious of people and sometimes demeaning myself too. Sometimes my sahaat much unregulated. yes I know there is nothing perfect. but I do not know what to do. I dreamed of becoming a designer or a singer like Demi Lovato. PACER as I know it makes me bersemangat.dan I want mensharing what I learned from this website. I will introduce my friend to my school my Sodara, as well as the environment in which I was. if I could go with this community. I want to eliminate bullying from my friends to my other friends. I want to teach them. late change their mindset towards bullying, hatred becomes perte manan change. helping friends u talk about what they experienced. I want to help those who are desperate. because I know their position in the bully. because I’m never in the bully as well. I want to change the negativ side of the membuly oran us. and I am very grateful to PACER 🙂

I am still a good student!!

I have been bullied for 2 years! I am a good student, so my classmates were jealous about my marks… A girl called aggeliki was "a friend" when she and her brother started making laugh about me. I was’t popular, so i didn’t have friends to support me. After a while everyone was against me and hated everything on me! My name, my face, my hair, my marks…. The situation was getting worse and worse every day! …. Today they are still bulling me and i have no confidence…

my life

I have been bullied all my life because I have a learning disabilitie called cp and i was born without half of my c1 bone.

My Best Friend

Hi, I am Asia and a while ago (up to about 2 years ago) I bullied a girl who had glasses and everyone thought she was over weight and I called her 4 eyes and fat and today she is the only thing I care about,she is my BEST FRIEND! I love her to death and she is like my sister and she got sent to a foster home about an hour away from where I live and I never get to see her anymore. It makes me so sad because I just remember everything I did to her,I made her cry SO many times! And to this day every second I think about it and its just terrible,she is beautiful,not fat AT ALL. The only reason I said any of that is because I was always REALLY REALLY JEALOUS of her in every way. Now when I get bullied because I am short and weird I know I deserve it because of what I did to my best friend. I just know that she was so hurt because of the stupid things I said to her and I don’t even know what to do because I can’t take any of the things I said back because it already happened and then one day in Art Class she got bullied right in front of my face and I said A LOT OF THINGS TO THAT BULLY. Gosh I know this is bad to say but he has no feelings and I hate him but I can’t stop him. I told the teachers and they didn’t do ANYTHING. But now she started over and she is okay with a lot of things that happened in the past and she forgave me for what Iv’e done. I feel good for her because she’s happy where she is! I love her sooooooo much,when I hear her name all I think of is family because she is just like family and we have been through EVERYTHING together! And that’s my story.

i am sorry poem

I am sorry that I was mean
I am sorry that I was green
now I will never do that again I hope you won’t do that and be a bully like I was