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  • - Kassie


    When I was a little girl I never thought I would be going to counseling for cutting myself or coming close to attempting suicide. Never did I think anyone would hate me or try to hurt me in the way they did. I thought my home life was bad enough. Still, when i hit 7th grade everything changed. Boys started liking girls and girls started liking them back. Then jealousy came in. When i was in 7th grade I started “dating” a guy and then became what i thought was friends with his “ex-girlfriend” but from what i heard from one of my friends she said she’s “very good at pretending.” after that her and her friends started tons of rumors about me. Mostly that i was sleeping around and it came to the point where one said i had a STD. Then the summer of 8th grade came and everything had somewhat cleared up until a girl from way back in the past came back and got my number from the guy i dated who was now her boyfriend. They called me, texted me, emailed me, everything. I was already unconifedent to the extreme and they would tell me over and over how ugly and worthless i was. How I’m a wh**e and a sl**, just tons of things. I have never had sex and i don’t plan on it for a long time but the people that started bullying me were doing all kinds of drugs and sleeping around with everyone. They started so many rumors about me to the point where i had i panic attack in my room when i was home alone. I called me mom and she couldn’t understand anything i was saying i was so hysterical. I begged and begged to change schools, i begged to move out of state. All of my friends left me and everyone turned on me. I wanted out or i wanted to just die. I still went to that same high school because my dad wanted me to fight my own battles. It really helped to make them know that they don’t hurt you they don’t even phase you. It goes away after a while even though it still goes on for me… rarely but it still happens. Now it is so much better. Just don’t back down don’t show weakness. Show they don’t bother you one bit no matter how much it hurts. It will get better I promise you.