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Relationship and friendship issues
Anonymous

Sometimes I feel like just giving up in total as I feel like nobody understands how I feel. People know how I suffer with depression and they still treat me like I’m supposed to know what I’m doing. We all make mistakes and even when we try to admit to them people will always hold a grudge and hate you no matter what you try and do. And it’s worse when bullying and harassment comes from people who used to be your friends…

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Mean Comments
Anonymous

After breaking up with a guy in high school, his friends decided to be mean to me. Whenever I walked by one of them would say something rude but I decided to take the high road and not comment to them. The final straw came when a guy who used to be my friend turned on me. I had to get by this group of boys to leave the cafeteria, so I was polite and said “excuse me”. The guy who used to be my friend said “there is no excuse for you”. I am an adult now and I still clearly remember that cutting remark. I don’t think he realizes how his comment affected me, but it changed my opinion of him forever and it still bugs me to this day.

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Mean Comments
Anonymous

After breaking up with a guy in high school, his friends decided to be mean to me. Whenever I walked by one of them would say something rude but I decided to take the high road and not comment to them. The final straw came when a guy who used to be my friend turned on me. I had to get by this group of boys to leave the cafeteria, so I was polite and said “excuse me”. The guy who used to be my friend said “there is no excuse for you”. I am an adult now and I still clearly remember that cutting remark. I don’t think he realizes how his comment affected me, but it changed my opinion of him forever and it still bugs me to this day.

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Bullied because my relative is the teacher
Anonymous

Hi, I always had friends and was very popular in school until I reached the 9th grade. My relative was the teacher and everyone hated her. My friends turned against me to join the bullies in hating my relative and me. They talked about my relative teacher to my face everyday. They did it just to hurt me. My relative teacher was a really really good teacher. The students just insisted to hate her though. She never treated me any different, nor did she give me an advantage on grades. I didn’t even have the highest grade in her class! My classmates insisted that she was giving me the answers at home. I never told my family members how I was getting harrassed at school. My ex friend even made up lies on my relative to get her fired. My ex friend tried to play the victim. She disrespected my relative teacher (while disrespecting me at the same time) and went home and got her mom involved. It was so ugly. Just my luck, I had another relative as a teacher the following year, and everyone hated her as well! It was the same cycle. What kind of luck was I born into? Anyone ever heard of a story similar to mine?

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It just isn’t right.
Anonymous

Why do people bully? So they can be on top of the world and step on you like you are the ground? Or, have they been bullied inside? People bully me everyday based on my clothes, they bully me based on my race, for sexuality (heterosexual). People bully based on anything so they can make theirselves feel better in life. If you are reading this, don’t ever give up and do not quit being your true self for cowards that probably don’t know your middle name. This is not my story. This is everyone’s story.

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You’re Not Alone
Anonymous

I have been bullied ever since third grade. The bully is still coming to my school, a Christian school, but everything you hear about Christian school are the same about a public school. I have been thinking about suicide, or running away. After reading other people’s stories have made me think differently. This world needs less bullies and more love. I believe that everyone who has been bullied or is a bully, become friends. And don’t think that I’m one of those annoying protesters, I just believe we need to work together to make it so people want to go to school.

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I Was Bullied Too
Anonymous

You could never imagine that some of the people you see around have been bullied, you may not expect some of them to be the bullies either. Thinking back to the past you can see how a lot of things may have happens to you. Even in kindergarten you wouldn’t expect kids to be so mean, they actually can call you names and exclude you from the little girl groups. First grade you wouldn’t expect kids to slowly pull away just because you enjoy things they didn’t or to hash on you for liking some more of the boyish things, for not being able to read a certain level of book. Second grade you wouldn’t expect your classmates parents to tell their kids to stay away from you, and yet they do. They warn their kids about how you get sick too much so to stay away, keep you at arms reach. Not realizing they’re causing a young child to lose friends and that’s when they start feeling like they aren’t good enough. Third grade hits and man it seems way better. More people have been accepting. But when this group of 3 girls starts to call you names for not having clothes that are best in shape your feelings get hurt. Fourth and fifth grade must be something, I was ready to go to middle school. Why would these rumors start when you’re just in fourth and fifth grade, people being mean about your nose and how you haven’t started to grow boobs like the other girls. Spreading rumors of you having lice and liking girls. How could fourth and fifth graders think of these things. Middle school wasn’t any better. When you get picked on for the way your clothes had looked and how you aren’t able to have sleepovers. I had parents who smoked as did my grandparents and I got picked on for the way I had a lingering smell of cigarette smoke on my jackets and coats. It would hurt when your own friends, who you thought were friends would pick on you for personal things, who would judge you for how you acted and how you dressed. The bus rides to home and school were the worse for kids to pick on you and call you names. After I moved 7th grade wasn’t so bad until people tried to get me beat up. 8th grade after I dyed my hair red and the color faded to orange I got asked to make burgers for people because after all I was that Wendy’s chick. These may not seem like bad things to you, there’s more to name, deeper thing that have happened but I was still hurt and affected. Getting food thrown at you isn’t pleasant. Now a days nobody says anything, to my face that is. Being a junior in highschool I don’t let it bother me anymore. I am who I am and if you aren’t pleased with me I’m sorry but I’m not here to please you or here for entertainment. Keep your head up and don’t listen to the mean negative things anyone says. It gets better, it may not be today or tomorrow but you will find acceptance and you will find friends who are there. This life is worth fighting for. After all it is the only one you have, why not try and make it the best. Stay strong.

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Turned
Anonymous

I was best friends with this girl. Then one day she just stopped being friends with me. She kicked me out of her birthday party and thats when the bullying started. At first it was just spreading rumors and nothing I couldn’t handle. One night, a bunch of people texted me asking if i had seen her livesteam. To 30+ people she wrote “F*** Caitie” on a sign and 5 people signed it. Then, she told me to kill myself in front of all of those people and they all laughed. She would post the sign on her social media and everyone would laugh. She would tell everyone to hate me so they did. They all would make fun of me to my face and call me ugly and stupid over and over again. We were on the same cheer team and they told her to stop but she wouldn’t. By this point I was totally alone. I went from 50 friends to 4. She would call me fat, ugly, annoying, a bi***. Her friend and this guy all hated me and would talk about me all the time. I have never felt more alone. I would skip classes that she was in and sit in the bathroom. This should never happen to anyone. If only 1 of those 50 would have stood up for me.

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Anonymous

I was really badly bullied in 9th grade. I was made fun by a group of  ‘popular’ girls. At first, I didn’t think it was a big deal the first few times they said things to me… but it never stopped. Before I knew it, most of the popular people in my Grade were making fun of me. I had friends, but I felt that everyone else hated me, I was inferior compared to everyone else and was completely worthless. I thought things would sort themselves out, but it didn’t get better until 10th Grade when people started to get bored and i went all that time without telling my parents or a teacher. I used to skip class to avoid the bullying and got behind in my studies so needed extra tuition. It really damaged me as a person and it left me with social anxiety which still affects me today. Thing’s have been a lot better since leaving school, but because of the bullying, I tend to ‘label’ people and get really anxious around certain types of girls in fear they’re thinking negatively of me and I still feel inferior and unattractive compared to them. I find it hard to trust people and think the world is out to get me. Looking at it today, I think to myself that I didn’t deserve to be treated like that. Nobody does. It’s important to speak about your problems to somebody close to you. You shouldn’t be made to suffer alone in silence.

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My story
Anonymous

I’ve been bullied pretty much all my life, starting out at preschool. I was a outgoing little kid but most people just used me for their own reasons and turned all my friends against me. Through 3rd to 5th this one girl used to bully me constantly, by stealing my pens and homework. I had asked for help but not many of my friends believed me. I had told the teachers multiple times but none of them took much action. So after more than seven years worth of bullying, I had fell into depression. My grades became lower than they already were. It’s always better when you tell someone, believe me. Just letting my parents know what was happening was a relief. To all those people who are in this same place I can tell you all that you’re not alone. Heck, I’ve seen so many things saying this but it’s so true. You might not realize it but I’m 99.9999% sure that there is at least one person who is going through something like you. And whatever your going through, I hope that you can at least communicate with someone cause it helps so much.

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