I've been bullied as long as I can remember. But, it got really bad when I turned ten. I was overweight and different. So, I started to cut my wrists. Followed very quickly by the realisation that I was a lesbian, I didn't know who to tell. When I got into sixth grade I learned how to speak German, French, and Spanish. So I was one of the samrtest kids with the other subjects so they all called me a nerd which I didn't really care about. When classes ended that year I really didn't care, but in seventh grade when i turned 13 I needed to be cool to survive. So, I got in some trouble, vandalism, porn, small things. And I continued to hide my cutting. One day a teacher saw it and sent me to the office where I said nothing. So my school sent me to therapy, which didn't work and my cutting got worse and I was dealing with my closet lesbianism. Until someone found out. They told everyone in the school and soon people called me 'fag' and i got antigay slurs on paper shoved in my locker. I transferred schools and stayed in my sweatshirt. I trusted my 'friends' with info about my lesbianism and then they told everyone too. And, they were my worst bullies. I still go to that school and I will continue to be stronger and stronger. I get called a 'fag' still, but it doesn't bother me and sure, my cutting is still there... But less and less. People are mean and at least I no longer get beat up because I'm stronger now any nobody can tear me down <3 I was BORN THIS WAY!! (And I got the girl of my dreams ;D)