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I was bullied to the extreme in middle school. Little did everyone know that I was brutally sexually assaulted. That’s because no one ever asked, they just assumed I was weird... it changed who I was. It ruined what was suppose to be the “carefree years”.
I cut my own hair out of frustration, dyed my hair jet black, wore enough eyeliner to cover my swollen eyes from crying. I missed 87 days of school that year. I was in an out of investigation rooms, court rooms, adolescent behavior classes & mental therapy.
A man took advantage of me like a scene from law & order SVU an still no one seen my pain. Instead they chose to make me hate life so much more. I had 3 composition notebooks filled with suicide notes to my family along with my bullies. I was self harming
Myself. Yet no one asked why I was wearing a jacket in 100+ heat. They focused more on how different my looks & character was instead of caring to know what was going on instead my chest. Still til this day, I find it hard to forgive those who made that time
Harder than it already was. But here I am! I didn’t allow the hardest thing I ever been thru determine my future. Still til this day I have trouble making friends because I seen first hand how cruel people are. I am a PROUD survivor. I made a life for myself
The purpose of this thread is to bring awareness to those who chose to judge a book by its cover! You never know the pain someone carries on their shoulders. In fact I hope my bullies see this, and chose to make a difference from now on
