My life is made to deride me. At least that's what I'm convinced. My parents fabricate that there are people out there who have it worse than I do. I think they are being a bit pretentious when they tell me that I'm inducing my own drama. If you ask me, my volitile life began in 3rd grade. Nobody was benevolent in the slightest, always assailing me. When I complained to the counslers, they laughed and said I was being mearly histrionic. Even after I extranously rehiterated for them to stop these insuperable quarrels, they were lethargic and refused to budge. The worst became imminent. The incessant noisome cacophony was too much for me to handle. I was on the brink of meeting my impasse, my dead end.
(im tryin to make a collab in order to explain the ultmate extremes of being bullied. if you could contribute any story, no matter how hurtful it may sound, it will be appriciated. please tell me if u want 2 be mentioned in the book or not.)
i can collab with you and i can give you ideas on bullying but i will leave it up to you whether to mention my name or not
i would be glad to contribute to this.
Me too. I have (true) stories about parents bullying their children I can draw from
Thanks! Feel free to post here! I will not put real names but rather the generics: John Smith and Jane Doe. The stories can go to as much detail as wanted in either first or third person.
I want to help, even if its a bit late. I'm actually on the bully awareness committee at school and just got the Unity in Action award, so I know all about this topic
When at this stage of life, I determined that I was not enough. I was merely a fraction of what I was supposed to be, I would never live up to the standards set for me. This feeling drew emotions and urges I had never felt to do before. I did not like this. There was only one way to escape this, to listen to the other children and put an end to the life of myself. However, the more I thought about, the more preposterous the idea became. I did not deserve death, I must live through another day of this torture and madness. Hopefully, it would become better.
Sorry if it is not up to your standards...
It is never too late for entries! I will mention this forum in the non fiction book i write. There is no wrong material. Consider this as either an informal and anonmyous interview or as another storyline to become a part of. :D