The bullying I experienced started soon after I enrolled back into public school. At first, my future tormentors were hesitant to judge me. I could have possibly been a cool person, a potential best friend, a soon-to-be popular student. However, it …show more content…
I threw away my innocence so I could finally fit in and get some relief. Thinking back on the little girl I left behind, my heart twinges with a feeling I can't place. Maybe it's nostalgia for the person I used to be, or a longing to tell her that everything would be okay eventually. I do not know who she is anymore, but I miss her sometimes. Through time, I eventually stopped trying to be like the pariahs of my school and stopped caring what they thought. In a way, forcing myself to become tougher because of my bullying prepared me for the real world. I no longer flinch away when someone says a harsh word to me. In a conversation, I defend myself with a cool, even head and feel their insult ricochet off of my confidence. In a conversation, I am not filled with anxiety as I search for the perfect thing to say so people will think I'm cool. I contribute to the discussion with whatever I want to say, without a second thought. As bad as it sounds, the harassment I endured in middle school actually helped shape me into the person I am today and made me more confident with