History: I was born November 17, 2000 at 8:16 am. I was born at good Samaritan Hospital. I was my mother and father's second child. I have an older brother. He is 4 years older than me. We have always fought but we are brother and sister its normal.
5 year old me My friends in Day care that go to school with me now.
I went to a catholic school from kindergarten until 7th grade. I was a happy kid there until about 4th grade when i started getting bullied. Do i know why? No. Did it hurt? Of course. I couldn't stop it. They picked on me for being me. They made faces at me for my sense of humor and the way i thought. They said that I had rabies. They would take their chairs off there desks and hold the legs out towards me as if they were at a circus and they where the lion tamers backing me, the lion away from them.
I would be out of school a lot so i didn't have to deal with more bulling, I would get terrible stomach pains and feel like puking. I was never hungry. It turns out I have had depression since 4th grade. People have always commented on my weight and how skinny I am.
I had wanted to get out of the catholic school since 4th grade but, my mom and dad wanted me to have a religious education. My mom wanted me to have my confirmation, learn about Jesus and God just like my brother did. My mom thought i was going to be fine since my brother didn't have any problem in learning or making good grades. I had struggled in math and didn't have a lot of friends.
My mom couldn't understand that I wasn't my brother and that i needed extra help but, the help my mom and brother gave me didn't help. The teachers there wouldn't give any help. I just got more frustrated and aggravated at my family for not understanding that I am me, and not my brother.
I am the one my parents vent to about each other which is a lot of stress and pressure.My brother hides in the basement to watch TV and play video games so he is never upstairs and i am the only one around.
My mom was stressed because she lost her job. She takes care of her mom on Saturday since being depressed, her age and alone.
Weird as it is You Tube has actually gotten me through those 3-4 years of being bullied. It made me laugh in my darkest of times and make me excited for tomorrow just because of watching another video.
My mom finally said yes to me to go to a public school for 7th and 8th grade, after we had talked to my neighbor who was the mother of one of the kids that picked on me. She said that her sons were going to the public school. When i told him he got really mad and started calling me names until I finally blocked him from my phone.
I still wanted to go because it was a once in a life-time opportunity. I was still excited and i was nervous. I didn't think i was going to fit in and i was still going to get bullied. Which i'm glad to say I didn't. I have really great teachers that are willing to help you when you need it.
Unfortunately when my Dzia Dzia pasted away in 2010 that drove my mom and my grandmother into depression. Which led my mom to the loss of her job and her other jobs. My dad also has depression so you could say it runs in the family. He had gotten depression because of his dad dying and his brother Frank, passed away from cancer. My dad isn't really apart of my life anymore since he works nights and sleeps when i get home. My mom is always there except on Saturdays when she visits my grandmothers. I see my dad on the weekends or when he takes the day off. Now it sounds like my parents are divorced but surprisingly their not. We work things out and are still a family but a different kinda of family. That's most of My history that i can remeber but there's always more some where.
5 year old me My friends in Day care that go to school with me now.
I went to a catholic school from kindergarten until 7th grade. I was a happy kid there until about 4th grade when i started getting bullied. Do i know why? No. Did it hurt? Of course. I couldn't stop it. They picked on me for being me. They made faces at me for my sense of humor and the way i thought. They said that I had rabies. They would take their chairs off there desks and hold the legs out towards me as if they were at a circus and they where the lion tamers backing me, the lion away from them.
I would be out of school a lot so i didn't have to deal with more bulling, I would get terrible stomach pains and feel like puking. I was never hungry. It turns out I have had depression since 4th grade. People have always commented on my weight and how skinny I am.
I had wanted to get out of the catholic school since 4th grade but, my mom and dad wanted me to have a religious education. My mom wanted me to have my confirmation, learn about Jesus and God just like my brother did. My mom thought i was going to be fine since my brother didn't have any problem in learning or making good grades. I had struggled in math and didn't have a lot of friends.
My mom couldn't understand that I wasn't my brother and that i needed extra help but, the help my mom and brother gave me didn't help. The teachers there wouldn't give any help. I just got more frustrated and aggravated at my family for not understanding that I am me, and not my brother.
I am the one my parents vent to about each other which is a lot of stress and pressure.My brother hides in the basement to watch TV and play video games so he is never upstairs and i am the only one around.
My mom was stressed because she lost her job. She takes care of her mom on Saturday since being depressed, her age and alone.
Weird as it is You Tube has actually gotten me through those 3-4 years of being bullied. It made me laugh in my darkest of times and make me excited for tomorrow just because of watching another video.
My mom finally said yes to me to go to a public school for 7th and 8th grade, after we had talked to my neighbor who was the mother of one of the kids that picked on me. She said that her sons were going to the public school. When i told him he got really mad and started calling me names until I finally blocked him from my phone.
I still wanted to go because it was a once in a life-time opportunity. I was still excited and i was nervous. I didn't think i was going to fit in and i was still going to get bullied. Which i'm glad to say I didn't. I have really great teachers that are willing to help you when you need it.
Unfortunately when my Dzia Dzia pasted away in 2010 that drove my mom and my grandmother into depression. Which led my mom to the loss of her job and her other jobs. My dad also has depression so you could say it runs in the family. He had gotten depression because of his dad dying and his brother Frank, passed away from cancer. My dad isn't really apart of my life anymore since he works nights and sleeps when i get home. My mom is always there except on Saturdays when she visits my grandmothers. I see my dad on the weekends or when he takes the day off. Now it sounds like my parents are divorced but surprisingly their not. We work things out and are still a family but a different kinda of family. That's most of My history that i can remeber but there's always more some where.