Not Anymore.

I guess you could say my bullying story starts out as simple as I was picked on since about elementary school. I started out having many friends, but they werent exactly the best of friends. I was constantly told I was too fat, too ugly, and no one likes me and I will never have friends. I was pushed around, even hit in the head with a kickball a couple of times and no one bothered to say sorry. My breaking point was when some girl put my name on the bathroom stall door and had other girls trash talk me around it. I never felt so horrible. I felt alone, at the age of eleven I felt alone. To this day, everything still haunts me. I will never be the same after what was constantly said and done to me. But I’ve made some pretty amazing friends, and I’m growing. I’m learning to love myself. It’s a constant battle to go to school and maintain the work you’ve put in. But I’m a warrior, I’m stronger now, and they will never hurt me again. (thank you, Demi Lovato.) I want to use my story and my battle to spread awareness, to put a stop to it. It’s so sad and confusing how teenagers and kids can be so mean to others when they know how hard it is to go to school and impress, to fit in I should say. I may be able to hear their words on repeat in my head everyday, and even knew ones sometimes but, I’m going to be happy. No matter what it takes. I may be broken, I may have been forced to grow up to fast, but they will never take my happiness, my smile, or my attitude from me again. Never again.