It really started in 5th grade. I started to stop dressing to girly and became a tomboy. At first it was little things that was easy to shrug off; then it got worse. As I started middle school I had sort of changed my style again to more of a goth style. People would call me a witch, gothy and wouldn't wanna be near me. They would say things like "Oh watch out! She'll cast a spell on you" and at first I thought it was okay but it started to really upset me. In 7th grade this one kid just really like to push me around. He would call me names and say f- you, you don't mean anything to anyone. At the time my boyfriend would try to stop it but in 8th grade I found out he was gay. So that just made it worse. People would say things like "Don't date her! She turns guys gay" or "Don't get to close! You may go gay!". I started getting pushed into lockers around that time. High school isn't much better. 9th grade I had been pushed down the stairs a total of 4 times. The administration did nothing. Guys would date me just to get in my pants and when they realized I wasn't given it up they would ditch. I would get slammed into lockers and people would steal my stuff. This year, my sophomore year (10th), has been the same. The amount of times I have contemplated suicide is ridiculous. I used to cut but now I dig my nails into my arm. The only reason I'm still here is because of 3 people. Wes, Ben, and Meghan. Wes has been my friend since 7th grade. Ben has been my friend since freshman year. I met Meghan this year but these three people have always been there for me. I know I can count on them. Only one has truly seen me at my lowest, Ben. He's the one person I trust the most. I truly think I would have already done worse to myself if it hadn't been for them. Especially when one of my exes started tormenting me and messing with me cause I didn't jump at the chance to get in the back of his car. Bullying is something I just won't stand for. Just the other day I sent my school's principal an email to start an anti-bullying program. If he says no I have a packet already made and people to back me up. I know how it is, I've starved myself weeks at a time because of it. If he won't let me then I'll make him. We need this in my school more than anything.
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