I have been bullied my whole life. In year one and kindergarten I had a lot of fun I was pretty confident and had a lot of friends. From year 2 and over though everything started to go bad. Day by day the girls rejected me throwing me away from their friend group. I started beckoming shyer and shyer until I wouldn't talk to anyone unless they talked to me.

In grade 5 I changed schools I went to an English system school and got my first real bff. I was overjoyed and for 2 years I was quite happy.

Until I went to high school. My first high school was a big school it had all 13 years in one. I felt tiny. That's when I started getting bullied by my bff. That year I also joi ed instagram and realized after a lot of research, phsyscolohical quizzes and information webpages that I propably have developed anxiety disorder. All the symptoms matched. I didn't tell anyone, not even my family. I felt that they wouldn't believe me. My bff went on bullying me, she deleted my Instagram page she called my names stole my pictures and some of my stuff and spread rumors througout the internet that I am cyberbullying her. But I still remained her friend.

Later she stopped behaving like this but I wasn't there to witness it. I moved to another country and started school again in the UK. It was absolutely HORRIBLE. I had skipped a year and gone from yr7 to yr9 which is a TREMENDOUS change. For a while though it wasn't that bad that's when the boys realized that I was pretty inexperienced with the way the school worked so they started saying all kinds of disgusting sexual jokes to me.

At some point I got sick and tired of them. So I told my parents to write to the school and they did. No boys bothered me afterwards. The girls still hated me though. Especially a popular girl that tried to insult me and make others laugh at me on the first chance she got. Everyone loves her.

But all this is nothing compared to what happens at home. My dad is always swearing at me, my brother and my mom calling us all horrid names and sometimes hitting is just because he can't contain his anger. My mom doesn't seem to care but I do I suffer the pain of what he does daily and bear my mums pain too. This caused me to fall into depression and as I don't have any friends I have no one to talk to. I feel like my story won't have a happy ending like all the others 😢