About a year back, I was in a relationship. Things were going okay, but then everything changed. I found out some unsettling news about my girlfriend, and talked to her about it. We tried to move past it, but there was really no ignoring it. She was a cutter, as was I, and we were both going through some rough times. She used her self harm to manipulate me. She would send me pictures of her damaged wrists, telling me it was my fault. Eventually when I had had enough, I decided to end it, in spite of her constant threats of suicide. I couldn't take it anymore. But this was only the beginning. For the next 6 months I was haunted by daily messages from her friends, and even her mother, telling me how awful of a person I was, and how she was the best thing that had ever happened to me. They told me to kill myself, and that the world would be a better place without me. They basically talked down to me until I was nothing. I started to believe them, that I was a nobody, that I was insignificant and useless. I attempted to end my life after those six grueling months, but I failed. That was a big turning point for me, and ever since then I have become a huge advocate against self harm, suicide, and most importantly bullying. No one should have to endure the kind of mental punishment I endured, and no one should feel so hopeless to the point that they want to end their own life. I see the fact that I'm still here as a sign and a calling to stand up and speak out against bullying. Yes, I stand up for the kids who can't. Yes, I firmly believe in love and compassion towards everyone. I don't care whether they are rich, poor, straight, gay, black, or white. Everyone deserves to be loved and cherished. Humans weren't created to endure life alone, and so I make an effort to make friends with the people no one wants to be around, and to help the outcasts and newcomers. I hope my story has encouraged and inspired you to take the same steps as I did. Together, we can change the world. It all starts with a little kindness.