It started in 1st grade,i had anger issue so i took it out on others. But after working hard i was okay. The people i picked on like picking on me now. It started with just little names and laughing at me. So it didn't really phase me. But when i learned they were making fun of me because my dad was gone (he died). That really hurt, now i was the poor freak without a father. I never made friends so throughout middle school i was bullied by the "popular" people for not being in with the popular things. Then they started to talk about me right in front of me and calling me worst names than before. I started to feel horrible and very suicidal,so at the age 12 i was cutting and my mom didn't know. Which i knew she wanted to help! I got some awesome friends and they wanted to help bu they couldn't so i just was a sad freak. I stopped cutting and everything but i'm still bulling and am in high school 10th grade. It's stilk hard and i told the teachers and i'm going to therapy but they are still bulling me.