I was reminded while watching "Bully" the feeling of hopelessness and fear I had in school. I went through 8 years of ridicule and embarrassment. I was hit, tripped, pushed and laughed at every single day. I went to counsellors, but couldn't make it stop, and I fell through the cracks. I also never got over it. I've never been able to defend myself, so I learned to hide it. It doesn't however end at eighteen, or thirty. The affect it had is eternal. I have no money, no strength and no future. I live alone with no friends. Hope seems to fade as time goes bye. I'm not suicidal anymore, just waiting for my time here to end. I would love a chance to do something to help give purpose to my life. My world would be a good example of where no one should end up. I wish I had some really profound advice. Being heard is good. I know its long overdue for school systems to change policy, and parents to be held accountable. Thank you for your website. I hope it doesn't end here.
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