Throughout my whole school life I was picked on about my height and [mostly] weight.  I was always bigger and taller then everyone else.  I had no real friends until I got to 8th grade. I stole and gave people in my school money because I thought it would make them like me.  I was called names, avoided, laughed at, robbed not for money but for spite and sometimes physically attacked.   I turned to food more for comfort and became really over weight.  High school became a little better I gained more friends and [some] people learned how childish it was to be mean. I turned to men more to tell me I was beautiful and ended up a young mother. I will always carry the scars with me from my younger years. I am 22 and a mother of a toddler and a nephew.  I refuse to let them" just deal with it" like I did.  I am taking a stand!

Growing up I faced being a victim of abuse by my own family. You know "blood relation" That of which was suppose to be there when everything seemed to go dim. I had to deal with it... Physically And Mentally pained I had no choice, but to block it, and act as if it was normal. To be called a "FUCK UP" To top it off I would walk to school being called a Fucking Faggot by people driving by. Horns honking sometimes stuff was thrown at me, but I just let it go. Because after all I was the smallest kid in School. I could go into detail about all the negative rash acts, but that would be a book within itself. Everyday was like Groundhog Day. The same kids throwing me against the wall, punching me in the stomach. I thought to get up, push them back, what but what good would that do. I could see it now. Teacher sees student act out violently Mother, father gets called. Student gets the hell beat out of him. Yeah I would rather not, and say we did. 17 years I had been curled in a shell to scared to stick up for myself. I am sure you can relate Sitting in the Lunch room looking around seeing everyone so happy with their different clicks. As for me I was the one that sat alone wondering if I was an alien a ghost, or a mistake. The thought of suicide crossed my mind, but a little voice deep inside would say "Your going to be an Inspiration" Now how can someone like me possible be able to inspire others. If I ever dare speak I would be told to "shut up!" " Your annoying!" Now you have to understand something my vocal chords were very High pitched, but that did not bother me none. Because I found that Choir found it quite useful. Being the only boy that could sing at the highest range. singing became my true best friend I was 12/13 don't remember exactly, but I started to really get into music. I did not really care about anything other then hearing music in my head. It was like an addiction but I had no idea where to take this addiction. To scared to say a word to anyone other then to the supreme being I would listen to all sorts of music. Everything you name it. What ever made me feel good I listened to it. Especially rap! It gave me an adrinelin rush like you would not believe. I did not feel I had a meaning to live until I came across music. Being a small town Kid conservatively brought up going to Catholic school. Any chance that I got I would take the spot light. Even if I would get yelled at or hit for it I did not care. Because I knew that no bully could ever take me away from my Addiction. Being 17 I dropped out of school to meet my Biological father that was very worth it for many reasons. I found where my talent came from. My whole perspective in life changed, and I started to hone in on my gift. It was time to step out of the shell. Follow my dreams, and that I did. When I felt I learned enough from my father I went back to the town where I grew up at. As I have learned on my own no one can fully control you, but rather hinder your perspective, confidence, and dreams. Now being 28 I am still making up For the time as a youth. Everything that I have chose has made me more into a better man. I now teach the youth that the only reason that gets in the way of what you truly desire is your past I am a Professional Songwriter living in Los Angeles California. I write very powerful music, and it goes to show that if you strive for success you to will be successful. My biggest regret is that I wish I knew what I know now. At the same time I am honored to truly be what that voice told me that I would be, and so much more. If you truly want to know more about me, and see the truth of proof then Join me on this journey. Another creative Movement to help others learn how to turn ones dream into a reality. It's not just about who you know, It's about being able to have what the scout is looking for, and help them at the same time. Don't be afraid to take a risk. Don't be afraid of the talent that has been given to you. Embrace your story, and let it help you to be on the right track to becoming a success. If you are still wondering what it is. I know what it's like to feel that way. Perhaps new friends, old friends, and fans My musical message will plant a seed of curiosity. If you have loved this long wondering if there is a better way to live I can assure you that there is. I have been homeless in Los Angeles, Miami, NewYork, and many other places. If I can do this know that you can to. No mater how tough life might seem know that it's only going to bring you more challenges. That way you can develop wisdom so that you to can teach, and Mentor others to continue the truth to youth. I don't know what you are going through, but know that I bleed just like you. Pain is not what kills us Giving up is what kills us. I want to say that If you truly are tired of living and feel your a ghost give me a chance to let my wisdom my music to teach you the tool on how to make it through. I want to personally thank each one of you that has taken the time to read my story. If your Bullied, Abused Take it and use it to motivate you to what you truly desire. Well I believe you understand where I stand in the topic of this situation. Follow me on Instagram Tyler_V_Orion Add me on Facebook if you have not already. www.facebook.com/tylervorion1 You can kik me @ Tylervoriin1 Here is my music that I believe you will connect to. www.youtube.com/tylervorion1 "Let us unite as one as we together one individual at a time inspire positive change through out the world." ~ Tyler V Orion ~

There was one day..

my story , never told anyone this but im a bully victim every day i was bullied , i was slapped , kicked , punched i was even spit on , all started when i was 13 , i had no friends i was alone. i didnt understood why! i was called gay , fag , queer , fat , ugly , ginger! one day i was in the yard and some boy punched me and start kicking me i was suspended over it ,i got my head put in the toliets , i would wish i could fall asleep and never wake back up. life was too hard as a child , i got a group off people came up too me onethem punched me the other one put a smoke in my face and took my phone. i then got my school bag turned inside out and uniform put in the showers in pe , i then got a scocers put too my neck telling me too kill myself! one night i was 13 and walk too the bridge over a main road and stood on it looking down thinking too myself "will i jump might be better off " i wanted my life too end! but i didnt jump , in about a week later i got jumped on in the middle off the class were he broke my nose , i walked true the school with blood down my face! i didnt go back , i change schools! when i was 14 the bullying came again i was called really mean names which i end up stop eating and would cry myself too sleep! i even got pissed on by another boy. i then one night got a phone call saying why dont you do your mother proud for once and kill yourself too then i thouht maybe my family would be better off without me , i then start self harming! hard cuts on my wrists , legs and stomach! i went onto facebook one night too find another facebook page with my name and pictures making fun and slagging me off.. i start hating myself and skipping school! i have no friends , i was in my followring year and i took drugs and start drinking and smoking to stop the pain i even got a school tie put around my neck! i hate my life! i was 15 and in hostipal 6 times trying too kill my self! i end up leaving school! i need friends! 

you know my name not my story! thanks for listen! if your being bullied never give up! there is hope , love and happiness after every dark night theres a brighter day! thank you so much

 

I went to a predominately Hispanic/Black elementary & middle school and was the only kid that was Chinese and Guyanese at the school. I was exposed to a lot of micro-aggression. People also believed in many stereotypes that weren't necessarily true about myself. It wasn't easy to live up to "all asians are smart"and it still isn't. I also always felt like an outcast, I never really fit into a certain group (cliques were created based on race). I was more a floater. 

 I've learned to embrace it, though. I realized that it's beneficial in a way. I'm able to network, and be friends with people who aren't of my race and with those who are.

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I was being bullied so bad in school and no matter how much I tried to put a stop to it, by telling people.. such as.. my parents, my siblings, the dean of students, my principal, teachers, and friends.. everything kept getting worse. I have cut in the past, I have tried to kill myself more than once because I felt like I was nothing and that I was only put on this planet to be bullied so bad i want to die. After nothing was being done, at all, I decided that I had to stand up to the bullies and fight for myself and that is exactly what I did.. but one day I got physically attacked for the last time, I was the bigger person and walked away but I called my dad right away and had told him and I said that i had, had enough and I told him everything that had happened to me and that was happening to me. My dad told me to come straight home because I wasn't going to be going to that school anymore. I'm currently being homeschooled and it is alright. I am still being bulllied by people, virtually, but at least I can still cope with my daily life, unlike before.

Sitting there I could hear their cruel words 
banging around inside my head
not just from today, from the other days too
they were no longer inside my head
they were surrounding me, becoming me
I could feel myself morphing into what they described
my nose was stretching out, growing longer and longer
the tip was razor sharp
my eyebrows became bushes upon my face
my thighs doubled in size; my hair went wild
if they came too close they could surely see the hairs on my upper lip
I nearly had a mustache
no wonder no one liked me
they now had every right to say these things about me
for they had been proven true.

My name is Jethem Henderson, and this is my story. I just got my glasses in the third grade, I think the girl thought she can take advantage of me cause I wore glasses and put my hair up then. I looked like a new person. She was on my after school bus, she would call me names. She would take my backpack and this little purse I had, and dump everything in both of them. If I had gum, candy, or something nice in my backpack or little purse, she would take it. I would tell her to stop it or give it back to me. She didn't listen to me, the bus driver didn't do anything about what he saw her do to me. One day, she took something very important to me, I went home changing into pajamas and crying at the same time. I was holding it in for a while, I finally let it out. My mom found me crying in my room and asked why was I crying. I told  what had my mom what had been going on for almost the whole third grade. My mom said she was going to tell the school and my teacher Mrs.B. My mom told them that I was getting bullied. I don't know if they told the girl because I stopped going to after school program. I thought that was a way of avoiding her. I never saw that girl again, I'm happy I never saw her again. She was a year younger than me. She was in second grade. I am a nice person. I didn't know what bullying was when I was younger, and I didn't know how to stand up for myself when I was younger too. Now I know when someone is bullying you, they don't hate you, they hate themselves. I cried writing this whole thing, but it was to let other people know they are not alone. I love you and think your beautiful if you have been bullied before. Don't think your not. If you are a bully, please stop it. It is hurting a lot of people, including yourself. Don't worry, it gets better. Now I am in sixth grade, have friends, and have Honor Roll. To see my support follow me on Instagram @jethem_02 and subscribe to my YouTube channel Jethem Henderson. Want to chat with me, talk to me on Kik @Jethem_02 or be my friend on IMVU @Jethem02. Play with me on Roblox @Jethem02. Hope you are inspired to tell your story. Goodbye.

Hi,

My name is Salma and I live in the Netherlands, I'm eighteen years old now and I have been bullied through my whole Primary School.
I have been called names, beaten up en when we went camping with the class I almost drowned because they held my head under water.

I am now in college and I have been through a lot to get where I am standing now in my life. I hope I can help a lot of you by staying strong en patient. 

Thank you for reading this, it means a lot even if you don't think that.