I started getting bullied in elementary school. All the way up until high school my freshman year I got bullied so bad I refused to go to school or I would leave early. I would cry every single day because I was bullied so bad. Eventually it led to letting people in my own family bully me. Then it was friends. Soon it became so overwhelming I wanted to kill myself, but before I could take my life someone very close to me past away. And that night it made me realize I am bigger and stronger than those people who are just as miserable themselves to make us miserable and I decided to take a stand and let those silent voices be heard. It's never too late. It might be hard and it may hurt and sting a lot but when you try to do something good to fix it other people see that and then they try. It all starts with one.