A Little Trip Through Some Not Very Good Memories
I typed this in a comment on a post by Killajoke a day ago about bullying and I want to repost it for no specific reason really, it's just something I don't mention very often and it's only a few words. Also I feel that I want to be more open about a few things, maybe they'll make me feel better later on and maybe not.
I have. I'm really sorry you had to deal with all that.
A situation in 3rd grade just came into my mind. It was shortly after I was diagnosed with muscular dystrophy (I was diagnosed with it a year before that) I remember this guy hitting me in my knee and I cried and it was a pretty big deal my mom got involved and I was just transferred to a new class in the first floor because stairs were getting hard to climb so I remember mom telling the school principal "I didn't transfer him to this class so this happens". I still remember the guy he's a doctor now.
And then things were kinda stable till 6th grade when I started using a wheelchair I was really aggressive and got into a 2 year denial thing I just couldn't understand what was going on and frankly I still don't fully get it, suddenly you're a freaking kid then life be like hey asshole you're spending the rest of your life as a disabled person. So yea I pissed everyone off in those 2 years including teachers and of course people would defend themselves aggressively and bully me back I was hit a few times but I hit back a few times too and by 8th grade I decided to calm down and be a good person lol because I felt bad for the trouble I put mom through, she was a teacher at my same school and other teachers would complain to her about me every single day and that time I had to go to the principal's office.
After that the rest of school till the end of highschool was super lonely nobody thought I was cool enough and nobody stayed friends with me for long it was bad I ended up cutting everyone off and having imaginary friends when I was 15.
I have. I'm really sorry you had to deal with all that.
A situation in 3rd grade just came into my mind. It was shortly after I was diagnosed with muscular dystrophy (I was diagnosed with it a year before that) I remember this guy hitting me in my knee and I cried and it was a pretty big deal my mom got involved and I was just transferred to a new class in the first floor because stairs were getting hard to climb so I remember mom telling the school principal "I didn't transfer him to this class so this happens". I still remember the guy he's a doctor now.
And then things were kinda stable till 6th grade when I started using a wheelchair I was really aggressive and got into a 2 year denial thing I just couldn't understand what was going on and frankly I still don't fully get it, suddenly you're a freaking kid then life be like hey asshole you're spending the rest of your life as a disabled person. So yea I pissed everyone off in those 2 years including teachers and of course people would defend themselves aggressively and bully me back I was hit a few times but I hit back a few times too and by 8th grade I decided to calm down and be a good person lol because I felt bad for the trouble I put mom through, she was a teacher at my same school and other teachers would complain to her about me every single day and that time I had to go to the principal's office.
After that the rest of school till the end of highschool was super lonely nobody thought I was cool enough and nobody stayed friends with me for long it was bad I ended up cutting everyone off and having imaginary friends when I was 15.
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