My name is Marlene Trimble and I am 18 years old. When I was younger I believed what I was told, that nobody younger than you could be described as bullying and it couldnt happen if it was from a friend. I quickly found out that the assumption was wrong in the last few months as I finally realised that the person I counted as a friend was actually bullying me. It took the bullying to begin online before I finally realised. The person was having a fight with my best friend who was also friends with this person. She stood up to a post made about her online and I liked this as it was true and brave. I then began to be targeted by her. She sent me vicious and horrible messages via facebook and began to post stuff online about me. It was very upsetting and I couldnt handle it because it made me feel so sick. I never once sent her a nasty message, only defended myself as politely as I could. My sister told her to back off and it continued worse than before. She told people I had suicidal thoughts and I cried for hours because I dont want my mum or people close to me to worry about me. I reported her in school and she got up in my face and posted more stuff online, such nasty things. I received messages again, more hateful than the last and had to report them to my vice principal after I slit my wrists because I couldnt deal with the bullying anymore. It will get better though, I just know it will

My name is Marlene Trimble and I am 18 years old. When I was younger I believed what I was told, that nobody younger than you could be described as bullying and it couldnt happen if it was from a friend. I quickly found out that the assumption was wrong in the last few months as I finally realised that the person I counted as a friend was actually bullying me. It took the bullying to begin online before I finally realised. The person was having a fight with my best friend who was also friends with this person. She stood up to a post made about her online and I liked this as it was true and brave. I then began to be targeted by her. She sent me vicious and horrible messages via facebook and began to post stuff online about me. It was very upsetting and I couldnt handle it because it made me feel so sick. I never once sent her a nasty message, only defended myself as politely as I could. My sister told her to back off and it continued worse than before. She told people I had suicidal thoughts and I cried for hours because I dont want my mum or people close to me to worry about me. I reported her in school and she got up in my face and posted more stuff online, such nasty things. I received messages again, more hateful than the last and had to report them to my vice principal after I slit my wrists because I couldnt deal with the bullying anymore. It will get better though, I just know it will

Thank you for being an advocate for us parents who have children who are bullied and for raising awareness. My daughter is 13 and has been constantly bullied since starting middle school. We have always taught her to stand up for others and that is where her bullying started. She stood up for a young girl who was pulling her hair our and eating it, this was after I (I am an RN) explained what the young lady was dealing with. After sticking up for her my daughter started being bullied. She has been called a lesbian for not wearing dresses or make-up, told to kill herself, called ugly, fat, stupid...and more. Finally it escalated in the beginning of December to her verbalizing a thorough suicide plan. I am grateful she talked about it instead doing it, but it is the last thing any parent wants to hear.  She was hospitalized for a week and it was the hardest weeks my family has ever had.  She now is being treated for depression/anxiety because of bullying.  This is not right!!  We have talked to her school many times, but it seems the bullies get more freedom than the victim (as often the bullies parents are not told of what they are doing). So now I am a huge advocate for change and a big voice. I appreciate groups like yours for all that you do to bring this issue to the forefront.

Hi Im Kate, the proud single mother of a special needs child named Elijah. He is an amazing first grader, who is disabled educationally .  Due to this fact the sad reality is that he is an easy target for bully. How do i know, well its because he is being emotionally and physically bullied at the hands of his classmates.  Just two weeks ago my son was attacked on his bus first by the traditional name calling but it then escalated to having his face smashed into the bus window. Later on in the week the same bully left a bruise on my sons wrist and lower abs as a result of hitting him. I have gone to the board of education for help and support and they will be leading and investigation into  the matter.

Hi Im Kate, the proud single mother of a special needs child named Elijah. He is an amazing first grader, who is disabled educationally .  Due to this fact the sad reality is that he is an easy target for bully. How do i know, well its because he is being emotionally and physically bullied at the hands of his classmates.  Just two weeks ago my son was attacked on his bus first by the traditional name calling but it then escalated to having his face smashed into the bus window. Later on in the week the same bully left a bruise on my sons wrist and lower abs as a result of hitting him. I have gone to the board of education for help and support and they will be leading and investigation into  the matter.

Can u please post this it's by me an dive been bullied and it's been tough MY STORY AND MY DREAM It drives me crazy each day with the fear of being a victim and a surviour of a terrible thing it has wrapped me in it and i have been fighting it hoping one day ill be able to live a normal life without thoughts that i wouldnt want to have being there ive been stuck in this for years and been fighting for along time i almsot gave up once but then i realized im better than that im a human am no way im going to let labels bother me anymore nor am i going to let my disorders or classifactions bother im going to stick up for what i stand for even if im alone in no one right mind is suicide the answer but it is an easy way out of the rest of your probelms is what i thought no more troboule no more worries and may my family rest ive been called an attention seeker but i refuse to let that be me i only wanna share my story so others may be inspired and motivated to not do this i will never give up anymore i will fight again my addictions and come to reality and be a way better person ~ Brandon Lee Liedtke

Hi, my name is Shelby. I'm 25 and this is an apology. Growing up, I was always the one being bullied. I would usually befriend the kids no one else wanted to be friends with, so I was shunned as well. But in 6th grade I transferred to a new school, and that changed. I suddenly had a group of friends that weren't considered outcasts and I was desperate to be accepted. So when the science teacher opted (as a discouragement to passing notes) to display notes he found or caught, I saw an opportunity to be funny and I took it. I forged a note, supposedly from one of the "weird" kids to one of the popular girls, confessing love. I never meant to be cruel. So when the other boys started abusing him I panicked. I was scared of the backlash that would fall on my shoulders, and I didn't step up as I should have to declare it false. I was immature and honestly I have regretted it nearly every day since. I don't remember your name. I think it was Thomas but I'm not sure, it's been so long. But I'm sorry. I am so sorry. It's been over ten years and I still think about this. I doubt you'll see this but I hope you can forgive me.

Hello my name is Rosemary Olds. I'm 25yrs old and I've been bullied since 2nd grade and even now. While in school I had short curly hair and Hispanic and white. I never spoke to anyone in school because at that point I was shy and didn't know anyone. As time moved on, I eventually got to know people's names and moved on with school but there was something going on that most people didn't know or didn't even care about, the bullying that I was enduring. There are a few memories that I remember that was brutal to me and even still makes me sad. I remember that I sat next to these two girls in 4th grade that I thought were nice to me but ended up bullying me even more just because they thought I "Stared" at them. A lot of people thought I stared at them but in reality it was me watching their actions torwards people and analyzing their stature. I was a loner in school so having friends was not even in the picturE and if I wanted a friend I surely wouldent want someone to hurt me. The next memory was when I was going. Home on the bus and this one kid decided to open my backpack up to let all my papers fly out and the bus driver just said the kids name and just sat there. To me that was bullying because the bus driver didn't do anything and I didn't do anything to provoke this person to do that action. Another memory was when I was learning swimming in grade school. I always had a hard time with the bathing suit and trying to get it on and sometimes the gym teacher helped me but she said "Eventually you have to know how to do this" and I just nodded. A week passed and another day for swim class. I tried getting my bathing suit on again and this time the girls were saying I was staring at them and looking at them, at one point I had to look at a wall because everyone thought I was staring at them. After that I had such a hard time getting this bathing suit on that all the girls were in the swimming pool and I was still in the locker room trying to get the bathing suit on and I thought the only way I could get the teacher to come out is to knock on the door, mind you I was stark naked in the process. OnCS the teacher came to the door all the boys and girls seen me naked and laughed at me at that time and even when I went to the pool. Once I got up to middle school, there were a lot of other things that happened to me. I remember that one time we were playing indoor football in gym class. We were playing and everything and once I got on the field it was worse for me. I had people laughing at me on the side because they knew I got made fun of. As the game progressed I seen a boy that had the ball that liked to make fun of me ready to throw it, I was the only free person to catch it so I was in position, he seen me there and threw it hard and hit me in the corner of my left eye. People laughed and the gym teacher laughed. I cried in the locker room and sat out after that. Sometimes I got called names such as Michael Jackson, stupid, retarded, dumb and anything u can think of just because I wasn't of the norm to other people. I have always had a  hard time coping with my image. In my eyes there's nothing to make fun of about me and at that point in school I don't know what to do. No one stood up for me or said stop. There are a lot more hurtful things that happened to me and even up to this point I still get bullied but I have a mouth on me so I do t take it anymore but deep inside it still hurts. I only have a boyfriend and my mother that are the only support I have. I don't like to go to social gatherings, hang out with people or any of that because it will be all of the same to me again. I don't have any friends even up to this point and if they are, in my mind they would know my situation but they don't. I have meet people and I have people I work with but not a good true friend that understands me and my any day situations, I dont have someone that's there for me to talk to at all. Yeah I got my parents but not a good friend. 

Hello my name is Brittany and I am 19 years. I was bullied my whole life at school and home. I was always be put down by almost everyone even my own family. I still deal with it because I never had the courage to stand up and say "hey enough is enough" but know I do.

I won't go in to too many details here, but both of my children have suffered from bullying, my oldest had it the worst due to her music tastes and the way she chooses to dress & color her hair. Hers took her to a pretty dark place, including hurting herself. I want to give back! I am a local photographer, setting up free photo sessions for victims of bullying. I want to bring them in, make them FEEL beautiful as that is often stripped from them through bullying. I want them to leave feeling wonderful, and feeling even better through these beautiful images. I have started a small scale fundraiser in order to pay for wardrobe, hair & prints for those that can't afford it.  http://www.youcaring.com/nonprofits/bella-valentina-help-kids-rise-up-in-the-midst-of-bullying/305088#.VN0bMAA-v4l.facebook