Hi my name is sarah and this is my story...
I get bullied quite a lot actually. I didn't do anything to inflict this except for be "fat" and "ugly"
In class this boy who I used to be close with decided to shout "saaaraaah" like he used to, so I gave him a smile. Then this girl took my shoe and threw it at him, he threw it back at my face, and the class laughed. One of the girls shouted "haha, stop growing outwards you fat cow and die" I just broke down into tears, out of everyone, including the teacher no-one asked if I was okay, which didn't bother me I'm used to this, I'm just sick of being called "fat"...
I come home to a family who blame me for almost everything...
Arguments after arguments...
I started self harming again, not cutting but I scratch my arms until they bleed, sounds weird right?...
I'm used to crying myself to sleep at nights...
I'm used to having a broken heart...
I'm used to the pain, I don't like it, but I get "over" it...
My own family told me to die...
When I'm sad, ill got to what I call "my place" and I'll sit and think for a while, it doesn't clear my head it just gives me a clearer view of things.
I'm not doing this for attention, I'm doing it so you can see, I have 2 friends, I'm thankful for, and 3 amazing witty friends and a whole lot more...things change, pain hurts, tears drop, but that's life.
It doesn't matter if you're fat or thin, small or tall, pretty or ugly, you are who you are, you were made for a purpose. Don't change that purpose for a bully.
I'm not the thinnest of girls, nor the prettiest, but I can be there for you when you need me.
Hi my name is sarah and that was my story...
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