I don't want a pity party at all but it's something that keeps me up at night.
My boyfriend says I get into my own head and bully myself. I always say I'm not a bad person why do people hate me.
Ever since I started school I was bullied. Mainly for being the odd one and having dyslexia. My own cusion was my biggest bully he'd beat me up everyday until my grandads friend caught him.
I'm not smelly or anything if anything a lot of people who don't know me personally say how pretty and well kept I am but people always would try and tell me I was ugly and or dirty in school too.
I studied art in secondary school and when I was on holiday a group of boys who bullied me ripped up all my art work in front of the class and no one stopped them not even the teacher. I failed art because of this and it was my best subject. I even tried to explain to my teacher but she didn't care and told me if I wasn't on holiday during term time it wouldn't have happened that's one that really stuck with me. I had people throw things at me and pull my hair. I was called a retard, bitch, slut etc you name it.
I even had a boy who lived in my street try and beat me up before I got in my house everyday so I used to sit in park and wait to see if he'd gone before going home. I even used to get my mum to try and pick me up and I'd say I hurt my leg on the way home but she wasn't having any of it. Adults would be in the street with this happening and they didn't care.
As I got older the bullying kinda stopped as I became "attractive" to the boys who once bullied me.
Its only since my last job I was bullied again my a group of horrible middle age women. They'd spread false gossip around about me and try and get me fired everyday I eventually left and got a new job and moved to a new town.
Everyone is so lovely were I live now and I was so happy because everyone was so kind untill my boyfriend fell out with his stister.
My boyfriend says I get into my own head and bully myself. I always say I'm not a bad person why do people hate me.
Ever since I started school I was bullied. Mainly for being the odd one and having dyslexia. My own cusion was my biggest bully he'd beat me up everyday until my grandads friend caught him.
I'm not smelly or anything if anything a lot of people who don't know me personally say how pretty and well kept I am but people always would try and tell me I was ugly and or dirty in school too.
I studied art in secondary school and when I was on holiday a group of boys who bullied me ripped up all my art work in front of the class and no one stopped them not even the teacher. I failed art because of this and it was my best subject. I even tried to explain to my teacher but she didn't care and told me if I wasn't on holiday during term time it wouldn't have happened that's one that really stuck with me. I had people throw things at me and pull my hair. I was called a retard, bitch, slut etc you name it.
I even had a boy who lived in my street try and beat me up before I got in my house everyday so I used to sit in park and wait to see if he'd gone before going home. I even used to get my mum to try and pick me up and I'd say I hurt my leg on the way home but she wasn't having any of it. Adults would be in the street with this happening and they didn't care.
As I got older the bullying kinda stopped as I became "attractive" to the boys who once bullied me.
Its only since my last job I was bullied again my a group of horrible middle age women. They'd spread false gossip around about me and try and get me fired everyday I eventually left and got a new job and moved to a new town.
Everyone is so lovely were I live now and I was so happy because everyone was so kind untill my boyfriend fell out with his stister.
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Now her and boyfriend won't talk to me and everything I say is wrong. I feel so unwelcome in the house I live in around them and I've done nothing.
If anything I've became super paranoid but I'm a bad person and that's why people hate me so I do everything I can be to kind to others because I hate making others feel bad and seeing them upset because I know how it feels.
If anything I've became super paranoid but I'm a bad person and that's why people hate me so I do everything I can be to kind to others because I hate making others feel bad and seeing them upset because I know how it feels.
