Bullying is a common problem affecting people everywhere. The public perception of bullying is that bullies are acting out to cover their own insecurities. Everyone copes with bullying in their own way. Some choose to ignore bullying and some choose to confront their bullies head on.
There are also some people who tell someone older and more experienced about their problems. The bullying had began in the 2nd grade. I was picked on by everyone about everything about myself. I tried to tell my teacher but she did nothing . I felt so low because I didn’t have any friends, I felt like a complete outcast. I tried my best to fit in but I eventually began to hated school. Others would call me names, spread rumors and gossip about me. Everyday I would sit at the corner of the lunch table and eat my lunch, while everyone else would talk and laugh with their backs turned towards me.
I didn’t play with the other kids in elementary school because I never felt accepted by my classmates. My self-esteem did take a toll for the worse. I shut down a lot at home and I just got to the point where I didn’t talk to anyone about my feelings or problems.In middle school, I thought I had caught a break from it all. I made some new friends. However, they were just pretending to be my friends. I always thought “why is this happening to me? What did I do wrong?”. I could only come up with one answer, I do not know how to choose friends.
I felt everything that had happened to me was all my fault, that I had wronged my oppressors in some way. It took a large amount of time and realization to finally come to the conclusion that my torment wasn’t my fault, it was just their way of feeling powerful over me. I had finally gathered enough courage to stand up and speak up for myself.
At the beginning of year I had set the record straight and told my bullies I would no longer go through what I had previously gone through, but to my surprise they had no idea what I was talking about. I had assumed they were too prideful to admit to their wrongdoings. They had not realized that their actions did not hurt my feelings. I may have been wrong, but it made me feel better, so I decided not dwell on that hurt and let it go.Being bullied taught me how to stand up for myself, it gave me confidence. Because so many people victimized me, I thought there was something wrong with me. I thought there was something about me, some kind of flag or sign, which made me an easy target for girls to tease and taunt.
It made me bitter inside. I was mad all the time and didn’t really have friends because of it. Eventually, I learned that there was nothing about me specifically that made the girls target me. So, I found that I needed to embrace and love who I am. I had finally forgiven them.
When that change happened, I was bullied less and made more friends. School was more fun, and I wasn’t on the defense all the time. I found that people don’t mess with people who are confident and comfortable with who they are.