My Life 3/?
Backstory: Continued
Once my depression started, I was crying every night, for weeks in a row. It was all just so painful, and like anyone else I was left wondering, "Why me?" Even worse when my 5th grade year came, I began getting bullied by my group mates at school. They would call me pimple face and make me feel so insecure. My grades dropped, I was an A-B student and after that was getting D’s and F’s. I remember my dad was really mad at me, how could I let myself drop? But he didn’t know what I was going through. In 6th grade, another kid began to bully me. Now this kid, I knew he had to take medications, but everything he did hurt. I ended up just feeling sorry for him, because I had no idea what his story was. Well the thing is, for a while I became the bully. I bullied another boy and I stopped soon after thinking that me bullying makes me no better than the ones bullying me. Anyways in that year I finally stopped the bullying, I stopped my brothers and sisters, and the kids at school. I don’t remember which ones I stopped first, but I knew that I couldn’t live like that. At that age I was already thinking of ways to kill myself.
Once my depression started, I was crying every night, for weeks in a row. It was all just so painful, and like anyone else I was left wondering, "Why me?" Even worse when my 5th grade year came, I began getting bullied by my group mates at school. They would call me pimple face and make me feel so insecure. My grades dropped, I was an A-B student and after that was getting D’s and F’s. I remember my dad was really mad at me, how could I let myself drop? But he didn’t know what I was going through. In 6th grade, another kid began to bully me. Now this kid, I knew he had to take medications, but everything he did hurt. I ended up just feeling sorry for him, because I had no idea what his story was. Well the thing is, for a while I became the bully. I bullied another boy and I stopped soon after thinking that me bullying makes me no better than the ones bullying me. Anyways in that year I finally stopped the bullying, I stopped my brothers and sisters, and the kids at school. I don’t remember which ones I stopped first, but I knew that I couldn’t live like that. At that age I was already thinking of ways to kill myself.
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