I've been dealing with bullies my whole life. In elementary school, it was because I was tall. I developed at a very young age, and had C cup breasts at age 9, and then I was bullied for that. They grew to DD by the time I was 12, and I was called a slut and a whore just because I had breasts. I had never even had a real kiss. I had some friends but they never stood up for me. I always felt like an outcast. Joining sports helped a little, but my classmates would say that my teammates shouldn't touch me because they'd get an STD. This never really got better until College. I was diagnosed with cancer in fall of 2011, and I got bullied at the restaurant I worked at by my coworkers and management. They said they didn't believe I had cancer (even though they had doctor documentation), and that I was faking it to get attention. I was mocked and harassed by my coworkers, even ones that were 60 years old and older. It pushed me to the point where I quit my job. I live alone because I don't know who to trust. I'm always sad, but would never do anything to hurt myself or take my own life, because it would break my mother and brother's hearts. I just sit at home in my bed and feel sad and empty all the time. I feel like guys don't like me for me, only for what they see on my chest...and so far that's been the case. People tell me I'm a great person, but I'm still all alone. I don't know what to do sometimes. Most of the time. All of the time.
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