I grew up in Des Moines, IA and started getting bullied when I was in 6th grade.  I was tall, overweight and not popular at all.  My parents didn't have the money to buy me all the name brand clothing that a lot of the other kids were wearing.  I remember walking into a classroom and most of the boys and some of the girls would call me Andre' the Giant and make Boom baba sounds every time I would take a step.   It was the most humiliating experience ever. I was called pig and told that I was a pathetic piece of crap. I would come home and cry by myself, I didn't want my parents knowing what a loser I was. (Thoughts of a 13 year old)  So from then on I would make sure the teacher was in the classroom before I would go in.  I got made fun of a lot until one day I had enough and starting getting physical. I beat up the ring leader of the bully's. They did not mess with me anymore however, I was completely ignored after that.   So I don't know what is worse really.... It started all over again when I got to high school so I ended dropping out and getting my GED.  Anyways, stuff like that does not go away no matter how long its been.  It stays with you like a scar that just won't heal.  However, I am starting to heal and that's only through the power of Jesus Christ. For a very long time (24 years to be exact) I walked around full of hate, anger, bitterness, and rage.  Until I could finally let it go and lay it at the feet of Jesus Christ our Savior.  Still at age 37, I am very insecure and have terrible self esteem.