When I was in elementary school, I loved horses. My obsession with horses was the number one subject to constant mockery at my school. I didn't care because the biggest bully I ever dealt with, lived under the same roof as me. I stood up to him (my stepfather) and I told him he could never bring me down, and he did. Because of him I attempted suicide at just 7 years old. After he left, that is when my healing began. But for my mom, her downhill decent into a slow and painful emotional death began. She died because my stepfather was a bully. He would call her and tell her things he knew would absolutely devastate her on purpose. I apologize if I am rambling, but bullying isn't just a school thing. It happens at home as well. I encourage every person who lives with a mentally abusive housemate to stand up for themselves. Also, do NOT be afraid to seek help. Sometimes, we need others to say what we can't. I hope this helps at least one person out there...if anyone is listening. Thank you