Bullying

Being bullied has fucked me up. i went to an islamic school where no one liked me, both students and teachers but for some reason they loved my brother.

i don’t know what i did to deserve that. maybe because i wasn’t like others. im not sure how 4th graders are supposed to act but i guess i was too childish, i played with ponies, drew ocs. 

the sad thing is that whenever i told the teacher about bullying, they’d brush me off. this one teacher hated my guts. she took every chance to humiliate me. every time i’d walk pass her. she would look at me with hatred but my brother was her favourite. 

growing up neurodivergent was hell. i know i should get over it but for some reason it still hurts.

i remember in gym class, i finally got the chance to be team leader for soccer. i was so excited but whoever i chose to be on my team, they all rolled their eyes, and turned, walking to the other team . i gave up and gave the role to someone else. i spent the whole gym period, crying in the bathroom.