The next chapter

As I left off the last post, I got out of the psych ward after a few months and went back to school at ten years old. I regret going back to the same school as I did before I got sick because all of my former classmates and teachers knew where I was and why. For some unknown reason, my teachers shared with them where I was, as well as everything about my eating disorder. For the first few weeks, the people who bullied me began to treat me with sympathy, but after that period was over, I was, yet again, severely bullied. From grades 5-9, I ate my lunches in the bathroom to avoid any conflict, it seemed like no matter how quiet and reserved I was, I was the target in my grade. Girls tormented me in every way possible, and the boys were violent. I was punched, tripped, and the teachers did absolutely nothing. It was hell and I couldn’t wait to get to high school because everyone in my family said it would get better. Obviously by the title of this blog, you already know that it only got worse. The next few posts will include abuse and sexual assault, so if you’re not comfortable with that, please don’t read them. Also, if any of you ever feel like you’re alone or need to talk to someone, please message/email me. I’m always available.