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Posted: Mon Apr 29, 2013 4:47 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 29, 2013 7:05 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 29, 2013 8:10 pm
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Posted: Tue Apr 30, 2013 6:52 pm
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In middle school I was harassed daily for the way I dressed. Before school, in class, after school. No one made any attempt to help me. The teachers ignored it. My friends and I would be walking around town on weekends and we would go out of our way to avoid groups of people we were in school with. Then, in high school, it all stopped. No one cared about you besides you in our high school. I want to say I've gotten over those three years of ridicule and verbal (sometimes physical) abuse, but I haven't. So many years later and I'm just now regaining the confidence and spirit I had before Grade 7. It does have a lasting impact on a person. I changed the way I acted and dressed to be boring, to go unnoticed. I'm still incredibly shy and go out of my way to avoid people. A little voice inside my head still tells me that I'm on a lower plain than everyone else, and that everyone else is somehow 'better' than I am. The bullies were all guys, too, so I have a very hard time feeling comfortable around guys I don't know.
... sh*t, it feels kind of good getting that out. I guess I've never thought about how middle school actually changed me.
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