You’re Not Alone

I was bullied.
I was always a person who was outgoing, nice and was popular for those reasons. People were jealous. At least that’s what people said. One boy, let’s call him Mac, he bullied me mentally and physically. I remember that he hit me in the face with a baseball plate. The teacher didn’t care. He bullied my friends, so I lost all my friends except 2.  The boy bullied them. They stood up for me. The reason I was bullied because I stood up for them. Now they stood up for me. I had suicidal thoughts, they stopped them. I ended up changing schools.

I had scars, bruises and other things.
You’re not alone.