I was bullied a couple of times during my Elementary / Jr. High years. I would get picked on mainly because of my small stature but alot of times people would just leave me alone. The real bullying problems didn't start until I moved back east from the west coast. I would be called racial slurs because of my dark skin and it got worse as time went by. I was / am dealing with mental and physical health problems while being verbally/mentally bullied. Around 1999 the bullying took a turn for the worse, I started getting death threats from people I didn't even know. They didn't know I was sick and dealing with mental illness (along with severe hyper/hypothyroidism, hashimoto's) and just kept on bombarding me with hateful words / death threats. Alot of it had to do with me not being white. These people basically ganged up on me and constantly treated me like dirt, like I was a foreigner in my own country (U.S.). It's been going on off and on since '99 and they keep telling me and other people that I'm going to die and even had someone yell out that I was going to get murdered. Yes, racism (form of bullying) is still very much alive in the US. I don't have any friends because of it mainly because I don't trust anyone anymore because I feel like I'm not good enough for these people and they've basically made it known to me. They have even made it to where I can't go anywhere without someone recognizing me. Even to the point of letting people out of state know that I was going there when I moved (that's how bad it has gotten). Yet no one seems to want to help me (including family). They just want me to ignore everything that's been said and done to me (including death threats, trying to make it seem like it's no big deal). Telling me to ignore it is like telling me it's ok for them to do it and I just have to put up with it even if they harm me. I've been through too much with health problems to be treated like this. I also have 2 kids and basically have lost everything that I had (family) because of the stress these people have caused that just made me sicker. I feel like I am in school again always watching my back. I'm afraid to go too far from where I'm staying because of the way people are here. I've lost my sense of freedom because of these people because what they're saying is I'm on death row for being sick and looking different. I really need somebody on my side for once instead of being the bad guy all the time. How can a sick person be the bad guy?.....