I was convinced that the reason everyone bullied me was because I did something. Because I wasn't good enough, and no one deserves to feel that way. Everyone liked me, and thought I was funny and smart and cool, but when it came down to anything besides a friend, I never qualified. I was never skinny enough or pretty enough for a boy to like. I was never athletic enough, or small enough to be on their sports team.I was just the girl that could never suffice.My own parents used to tell me mean things, and my little brother is growing up to be what I'll never be. I used to cut my wrists, and stomach, and scratch myself, and pull my hair and punch myself.I always thought I was waste, a mistake, but I don't think that now. Even though I still go to bed sometimes, crying because of who I am, I know it's not my fault. I know I am who I am for a reason, and like everyone else, I am important.I just don't want anyone to feel what I felt.
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