Growing up was never easy, now that I am older, it's not getting any easier. I've lived with severe bullying my entire life.
My first day of high school I had a soda thrown down my dress by other students many years older than me. I remember running home and hiding in my room, I would cry lots until I passed out, woke up the next day and the cycle repeated. One day I had been sexually assaulted yet forced to go to school the next day. People found out about it and I was called names such as "whore" and "slut". People had been wishing for me to get raped. One day I decided I couldn't take any more harsh words or physical assault. I had self harmed a few times.
What went from once a month turned into a few times a week. Most mornings I woke up, refused to eat breakfast then dragged myself to school every day, feeling as if bricks were weighing me down. I had only a few friends, who later on betrayed me and became the worst things in my life, being harsh and hurtful. I gave up trying to go to school. I faked sick quite often.
There was always this one person who was there for me this whole time. She had helped me. She would let me rant to her whenever I needed. I ran away from home, she let me run to hers and stay with her, her mother became my mother. Her family became my second. Her home became my home. She is my best friend. She notified the school of the bullying, which I was too anxious to do myself. She's found me a social worker who I can tell my life issues to for free. She's given me somewhere to go whenever I need to get away from everything. She's been there since day one. She is my best friend, classmate and most importantly, my life saver. I found it best that I could talk to her easily, as we have been best friends for 10 years.
Finding someone you can trust 100% to tell everything to helps plenty. It's always good to tell someone if your not feeling okay. It's always good to have someone there for you, whenever, wherever. You just have to try to find the right person...