It started at high school this back in 1984 i was made to do things that were i didnt want to do i had food thrown at me food wipped on my face stuff drawn on my face thrown in garbage cans called names beat up once a week stuff put in my locker pictures drawn of me to embarrse mei started to cute myself just so i could think of something other than why people hated me and what can i do to impress them i stopped going to school and habging out in places where i could be alone it was so hard for me even after high school what people dont understand it doesn't just effect you as a child it also effects you when you are older because you have a hard it setting high standards for your and always trying to impress everyone and then thinking are they going to like what did i do wrong but i got help and i love myself today and proud of who i am and i tell myself everyday long as i like and love myself i will be happy