Real Teens Speak Out

The effect of my past

I’m a High School student now. I live in South East Asia. I was bullied when I was 3 y.o. and until I was at Junior High School. I don’t really know why they did those. Honestly, when I was about 6y.o. I changed, like.. I was brave to fight them back. But… every time I tried to tell someone, parent, teacher… they just look down about that and the worst they turned that to be my fault, they blamed me. They assumed that I did something wrong first so they bullied me. As I grew up, I wondered that people in this country never take it as serious thing. I feel disappointed sometimes to know that. But whatever have been done in my past also give effects to me. I don’t really know how to tell this… I have been bullied, been lied, been threatened, and some. I feel lonely for sure. But the effects just getting worse. I started to feel like afraid to have a trust even with my family (I thought it’s like first step of pistanthrophobia) , I feel uncomfortable at school, public places that noisy, crowded. I started afraid, feel uncomfortable and not like everything about social (social phobia?). I feel like I wish I die, but I’m afraid about the death, also the life. I’m afraid both of life or death. And I feel I have bipolar problem too, cause I changed drastically. Nowadays, I feel like half die or life. I don’t have any feeling, chill. I’m about more mindless too. I even don’t make any expression in my face, no smile or tear. Like really all empty. I do want to be happy. I try to find a reason to still passionately stay alive, and I found it. It’s my dream, but again people like make it break. They against it. I’m confusing what to do. One of my reasons about the dream is for run away and  to live alone, I mean the new life without know anyone. Well, I don’t tell that reason to anyone, I just keep it by myself. I keep avoiding to take photo with whoever it is. I keep look on me in the picture if I forced to take it. I don’t know, I always think that I’m fat enough. It leads me to bulimia and anorexia. I feel my life really complete. I have depression, eating disorders, psychological problems and phobias. I don’t know anymore. Can I just keep going on my dream, the path I want to go through? I’m tired. To be honest, I can tell I’m already ill, but I’m always pretend like nothing happened, like I’m fine even I messing all inside. I feel like… I’m done. Sorry if I tell too much. I’ve never really had someone to talk to, no one care, seriously.

The worst two years of my life

It all started when I started high school before that I had always been popular with everyone, could just talk to anyone. But when I started high school everything changed nearly all my friends left me or started calling me names and stuff like that but the next year I was put into a class were I had hardly any friends so the bullying got worse I was threatened, mocked and sexually harassed. Then three quarters of the year had gone by and my best friends told me I could not be part of there group, I spent the rest of the year lost. My school did very little to help me. Luckily I’ve found new friends and the bullying has decreased to a point were it’s only small remarks.

WORST YEARS OF MIDDLE SCHOOL

So when i was in 4th grade i lived in kentucky we wore uniforms at my school no bully reports where everybody was nice.Until i moved to texas and everybody knew who was popular K, A and A they were called popular girls of the school i always mined my own business but there were some girls N and A there were not the popular girls but they were friends with them. they were really mean they were jealous because k had a crush on a boy and he liked me so she got jealous. then I made some friends K and P they were twins and there was also a nice boy M. K told me not to hang around him because he ate erasers and dirty paper toilet wipes so i stopped hanging with him. well when the year got more of work K and N stopped being mean so that year was over in 5th grade was okay until the end of the year the girls where mean to me again because of a girl and she said that i was gonna fight the other girl and i never said i was gonna fight k and she got mad and told all my best friends not to hang with me so they stopped. and they talked about me. that year was bad kind of.in 6th grade i was so scared on the first day of school because of the bully’s and they kicked me and slapped me and talked me and said i wore baby clothes and i was flat a boy started liking me and they told him that i wore baby clothes and i was ugly and flat and my nose was big 🙁 so i had band the girls and the boy in band but not the girl that had made it all up about me which was K they were nice to me so i started liking a football player at my school and we had a bullying assembly and all of it stopped P.S. if your are mean or bullying some one pls stop what if the person your bullying is gonna cause someone to self-harm.

worst few years of my life

so from pre k and on i was bullied for being different because i had a line on my lip because i was almost born with cleft lip and through out elementary or the first three years i was beaten by 7 kids every day because of who i was and how i looked then i switched schools and i was an outcast people didn’t really like me until 8th grade i was still called names and thing but here i am now 15 in high school where everything is better no bullying and or harassment unless you count the middle schoolers who call me a nick name i hate

worst years of my LIFE

I was new to the school and the state and my first friend was a girl named D… she was the only one I would talk to. Before her I sat in a chair in the corner crying and almost everyone was staring at me. Then a couple of months into the school year I was getting better and then I started hanging out with these girls H…, A…, A… . They were nice at first but then H… started to leave me out. It all started when we were playing follow the leader. H… made me sit and watch them walk around the playground. I got sad so I left and she got mad at me for leaving. I told my mom and she called the school and told me to tell the counselor. So I did and she said that I was doing something wrong and saying I was the selfish one. I got really super mad. But it did not happen again. But when I was in 3rd grade H… and her brother started calling me stupied and a monkey. I got over it and in 5th grade there was drama. Supposedly I wanted to punch someone, I thought that would be nice but I tried to stay as safe as posible. Now in 6th grade I promised myself there would be no more drama. And theres not except that I have a friend A… and she has a friend N… and she always leaves me out. Im tiered of it. But Ns… best friend is H… so I am friends with her. But me and A… are still friends.

It’s There

Hello! My name is G, and this is my bullying story; when I was 10, I was living in Arkansas and I was a anti-social kid who didn’t like being in large groups of people. My classmates would always come up to me and surround me and would watch as I had a panic attack, all while calling me freak and dumb and a waste of space. Eventually, I moved back to my hometown, in Kansas. It was good for a while until some time during 4th grade year, people started shoving me in the hallway and just saying snarky remarks to and away from my face. I’m 15 years old now, and these things still happen, but the difference now is that I’m a very social person who has so many friends that stick up for me, and I have gained my own self love and self worth, it doesn’t bother me as much. All I can say for anyone out there who is being bullied; it’s tough, it’s really tough, but you are tougher. You HAVE to tell someone if you are being bullied, you can’t deal with this on your own and if the people bully you, that means they could very possibly be bullying other kids as well. And if you do tell someone, don’t hold it against your ex bully. They were probably going through something tough and did not know how to react. Kill them with kindness 🙂

Story Of My Life

i always get bullied called nmes to my face behind my back on the internet and everywhere by people i knew and people that ive never meet before it was in stores at school on the street it was literally every where and its not fun bullying hurts so then i was told i had major depression and anxiety i take pills for it and everyone still makes fun of me

the day that i was bullied

Hi my name is Natalie im 14 years old. This happened in first grade this boy came up to me and punch me in the face. I did not like that. but i ignored him. Then one day he walked up to me and said hi miss loser. Then i walked away.
little kid don’t be afraid to stand up for your self.

How my life went dark

It all started in KINDERGARTEN, it started with this boy calling me fat, I believed him…I still do so yeah, about a month later, a boy (I´ll just call him, C.) started bullying me and a few others, It started with shoving then it was name calling I tried to tell the teacher but he acted ¨innocent¨ it makes me mad just thinking about it. Now i´m bullied for my copper-red hair and grayish blue eyes, mostly for my freckles.EVEN at my new school i´m called tomato head I used to be into nice things, now creepy things and I´m finding new friends, but i´m really clingy.
These other stories are very inspiring, STOP BULLYING now I have to go I´m 11.

Who made me what I am?

Hello. My name is A, and I’m 16 years old. I am a very shy and social awkward person, and that’s one of many reasons I was bullied. I started to get bullied when I was 11 years old, i was going though puberty, dealing with weird changes in my body and the fact that i just changed schools. I got bullied because of my hair (it’s curly) and my appearence, aswell as my personality.
People called me ugly, worthless, dry, cold, humorless, nerd, and always treated me like garbage. My school was not the best either…People did drugs and smoke behind the gym, brought knifes and guns with them, fought with eachother every single day…And the teachers and janitors didn’t care. Being around that atmosphere most of every day was killing me. I remember coming home feeling so crazy that i had no will to live…I think that what angers me the most is that when I find my old bullies in the street they act like nothing happened…like they didin’t tell me to kill myself…
I was such a happy child, energetic and healthy, and now I am so cold, awkward and depressed. According to my friends I am a gift to be around due to my happy-go-lucky attitude, but I still suffer when I hear someone say “Don’t be so cold” “you should smile more” “why aren’t you happy? everybody is!” –> and It hurts even more if it is my family to say that to me…
I am happy though! I am the black sheep of my family but I am proud. I have great friends and due to my personality changing I am not afraid to stand up to bullies ( i stopped being bullied when i was 15).

If you are being bullied, hang in there kid! Don’t be afraid to express your inner feelings.
Ignore them, they aren’t worth your while♡