I'm thirteen...I'm not that pretty... I'm too tall...and I'm not perfect to everybody's standards. I have a birthmark.. its on my left cheek and its very visible. My birthmark was the first reason i started to get bullied; it started in pre-k. I didn't think it was that weird or unnatural to have a birthmark as everyone else did.. they started to make fun of me... calling me stupid names that half the time mad no sense but they still hurt. When I reached 4th grade I started to tell teachers about all the horrible things people would say.. they would say they would take care of it but all they did was say something to the kid and let it go on. Soon I learned that no one would help. When I reached 5th grade I always hung out with this one girl.. she was my best friend and one of my only friends.. people started to call us gay and lesbian and I felt horrible.. it seemed like it was my fault my friend had to deal with the cruel people i dealt with most of my life... I was toxic for everyone around me.. people wanted me to suffer and they knew attacking my friends would add to the suffering. Going into 6th grade I thought everything would get easier for me but it didn't... by then i had started to cover my birthmark with my hair but that didn't stop them from seeing it... more people began to hate me for no reason and those people would make other people hate me... I started to get used to the hatred.. until I started to date this one guy.. I really liked him.. and we dated for almost a year but then I found out he was telling everyone in the school that I was worthless and that he would never date me.. I decided to confront him about it and he said that had been meaning to talk to me to me... after that I got pretty depressed.. it was the first time someone I truly cared about made me feel completely worthless. Summer of 2013 came and I liked this guy but my friend liked him too so i told her to date him and then I liked this other guy and we started to date... I fell in love with him.. and he told me he fell in love with me to... we dated for 8 months.. then he broke my heart... that feeling of complete worthlessness came back but it was stronger this time. Love seems pointless to me.. like people have said I'm worthless, ugly, and impossible to love..