For as long as I could remember I have been bullied.I have kept it a secret from my family but I have told my friends about it. It all started out with teasing and name calling when I was little. I soon began to get anti social because I was scared of more judging so I rarely had friends. I thought if I don't say anything they can't use anything I say to make fun of me. Yet it felt as if everyone was watching waiting to find something else to use to make me feel bad.

Then they made fun of my looks and people disliked me and I didn't know why. I had a people trick me into swearing when I was younger and I got in trouble with the teacher and my brother.Then I had rumors about me being spread around that when I walked by people would look and laugh.. I felt bad after that becasue I felt that it was my fault. I however continued living my young childhood with fake smiled,nights crying, and writing in a journal of how much I hate myself. I knew what suicide was when I was younger. Tried to do it once but didnt have the guts.

Middle school was bad because I had a lot people make fun of me for my looks and most of the time I was lonely in class. No one liked talking to me I never understood why. I was a nice silent person. I thought it was my personality that people didn't like so they stayed away from me.I had a girl slap me. I was at times depressed at home but told no one. They shouldn't have to deal with my problems.

I then met this girl later on in middle school who I was able to tell everything. She was my support and she wanted to see how I really felt on the inside. She gave me a survey to fill out about depression. I was really depressed and she left and got the school counsler and I told her everything. Even my mutlipule of suicide attempts I tried to do in middle school because of bullying and a close family member death.

High School so far is not bad but I have improved a little by making some friends through my other friends. I still find it hard to make friends on my own because of my past bullying.