Lysandra
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Post by Lysandra on Jul 30, 2014 19:13:41 GMT -6
I went to private school. Yes, it's different from public school, but you just deal with the same people for longer periods of time.
Nine years of my life, wow.
Kinder was a good year.
First grade I was called "fat" and "slow-poke." I know I wasn't fast, but I have a medical condition that effects my everyday life (it sucks).
and so on....
Some bad memories that I'll never forget were in 5th grade I was tripped by an older student and landed on my face and it was bruised. In 6th grade I was told a lot of nasty things. Once, someone tied a jump rope to my ankle and tried to drag me across the school yard (I was able to un-tie the rope). In 7th grade my nose was almost broken. In 8th grade, someone threw a trash can at my face and bruised it. I was given hate and was told things like "I hate you," "go kill yourself," "no one cares for you."
There were times when I thought my life was good. My best friend transferred schools in 5th grade and it all went downhill from there. (We are still extremely close) For a while, my home life wasn't that great either, I've learned to deal with that. I've learned that by sharing experiences with people that came to me for help, really did help them. Now, it seems that the friendships I've built are better.
I'm always willing to talk to people (whenever I'm online) and around me.
Everyone is beautiful and please remember that everyone has a story.
Here for you,
Lysandra G. (Lysie)
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Post by Matt Stout on Aug 3, 2014 12:42:10 GMT -6
It always amazes me when I hear of people who go through such rough times, and yet they come out stronger than others! I am glad you were able to make it through all the hate, and you have become a stronger person! You have an amazing story, and as these forums begin to grow, I feel like your voice is really going to help others!
~Matt
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Post by mistarpatrick on Aug 12, 2014 17:00:12 GMT -6
When I was in School back then I suffered from Discrimination and bullying , I understand how it feels , when I was a kid I used to always get made fun of for being different. I had kids telling me I am a "Fag" and throw rocks at me when I walked home from school , and when I took the bus the higher grader would throw paper on me and call me awful names . it never ended I had to move so I moved then met people from my own ethnic background and because I didn't look like how my father looked I didn't look Cambodian or chinese or asian in general , other asians would cuss at me and keep in mind I was only around 8/9 they would tell me I don't belong , and throw golf balls at me .. even today I still get bullied and I am now 25 , because I look different , I was from the city of toronto and moved to a small town now that my fashion is looks have grown and such people here in smaller towns don't understand . It takes so much strength to live through such bullying , and If anyone has suffered the way I have and you have and are still alive today , We all deserve so much respect . there are times I wish I was dead .. but I think to myself ... If I was dead what does that teach people .. that dieing is the only way out? and that I was to weak to fight back? I don't wanna leave this world without leaving a statement and change , I want others to know that they ain't alone and you can survive through such things as we did if we all stick together . I wish there was a way we could tell our story to the world and let them know what they did to us and what they are doing to us .. people are not realizing Bullying causes depression, and how it effects our everyday living .. Even now I am more afraid to go outside because I am so afraid to be judged but I still hold my head up high and hope for change and the best .
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Post by Racheal Acuff on Aug 13, 2014 13:44:07 GMT -6
When I was in School back then I suffered from Discrimination and bullying , I understand how it feels , when I was a kid I used to always get made fun of for being different. I had kids telling me I am a "Fag" and throw rocks at me when I walked home from school , and when I took the bus the higher grader would throw paper on me and call me awful names . it never ended I had to move so I moved then met people from my own ethnic background and because I didn't look like how my father looked I didn't look Cambodian or chinese or asian in general , other asians would cuss at me and keep in mind I was only around 8/9 they would tell me I don't belong , and throw golf balls at me .. even today I still get bullied and I am now 25 , because I look different , I was from the city of toronto and moved to a small town now that my fashion is looks have grown and such people here in smaller towns don't understand . It takes so much strength to live through such bullying , and If anyone has suffered the way I have and you have and are still alive today , We all deserve so much respect . there are times I wish I was dead .. but I think to myself ... If I was dead what does that teach people .. that dieing is the only way out? and that I was to weak to fight back? I don't wanna leave this world without leaving a statement and change , I want others to know that they ain't alone and you can survive through such things as we did if we all stick together . I wish there was a way we could tell our story to the world and let them know what they did to us and what they are doing to us .. people are not realizing Bullying causes depression, and how it effects our everyday living .. Even now I am more afraid to go outside because I am so afraid to be judged but I still hold my head up high and hope for change and the best . -Patrick - I'm so sorry for everything you went through during school. I was bullied and attacked too and it was the worst experience but I am stronger now because of it. I understand why you fear going outside but remember you are strong and the fact that you have hope for a better tomorrow means you will do great things! Much love, Rae** |
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Post by katesdaughter on Aug 13, 2014 21:25:12 GMT -6
Of all the bullying and mean spirited things that were done to me, the one that sticks out most in my mind was a turning point for me. It was my birthday. My Mother loved to have parties for us and had invited a number of schoolgirls to the birthday party she had planned for me. As the day grew closer, one by one they called, each with a reason for being unable to attend. As the list of non-attendees grew, Mama got more and more disgusted. She finally made it clear that she didn't believe them one bit. I did. I couldn't imagine why my mother would think that these friends would be so mean as to lie about why they couldn't attend. As the time for the party grew closer there came a knock on the door and there stood my long time friend who had moved away a year or so previously. It was absolutely wonderful to see her, although her Mother and she were confused as to why she was the only guest at the party. I was invited to spend the weekend with my friend, and merrily went off.
At school the following Monday, the girls who canceled all came up to me and circled me. "How was your party?" "Did you have fun?" "Anyone show up, huh?" Sly, miserable faces with nasty voices... I STILL didn't get it. When one asked again, how the party was I replied that is was REALLY GREAT!! Wendy came and I went to her new house for the weekend. We had a wicked time! As I spoke I saw their expressions change from sly nastiness to shock, and then to perhaps, bitterness? Wendy was a very sweet girl and they'd all known her too... They all walked off and didn't speak to me for ages. At the changing of their expressions, the epiphany happened. Mama was right. They canceled solely to be mean, solely to ruin my birthday. But they didn't.
I learned that Mama really was right most often, and to never, ever let the bastards see you cry, or know that they'd hurt you. High school went on to be a pretty terrible, and lonely experience, but it's long past now. I am who and what I am, and in part I gained strength from those miserable brats. I am gloriously happy in my life, with my wife, home, job that I love, friends, family... some of them? Well, one's husband is a drug abuser, and never has been able to recover. One's husband cheated on her constantly until she finally left him. One went on to divorce a sweet man and lose everything she had. One went on to be a nurse and I ran into her again as an adult when I was in hospital where she worked. I refused to have her care for me. Patient's rights and all that jazz. I went on to lose track of my friend Wendy, as they moved again, and then again (her father's job). I've never attended a HS reunion, and never will. I did return the last invitation to sender as "refused, return to sender." It's good to cut all ties to those who found joy in tormenting and embarrassing and bullying.
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Post by Drew Steller on Aug 19, 2014 2:45:20 GMT -6
When I was in School back then I suffered from Discrimination and bullying , I understand how it feels , when I was a kid I used to always get made fun of for being different. I had kids telling me I am a "Fag" and throw rocks at me when I walked home from school , and when I took the bus the higher grader would throw paper on me and call me awful names . it never ended I had to move so I moved then met people from my own ethnic background and because I didn't look like how my father looked I didn't look Cambodian or chinese or asian in general , other asians would cuss at me and keep in mind I was only around 8/9 they would tell me I don't belong , and throw golf balls at me .. even today I still get bullied and I am now 25 , because I look different , I was from the city of toronto and moved to a small town now that my fashion is looks have grown and such people here in smaller towns don't understand . It takes so much strength to live through such bullying , and If anyone has suffered the way I have and you have and are still alive today , We all deserve so much respect . there are times I wish I was dead .. but I think to myself ... If I was dead what does that teach people .. that dieing is the only way out? and that I was to weak to fight back? I don't wanna leave this world without leaving a statement and change , I want others to know that they ain't alone and you can survive through such things as we did if we all stick together . I wish there was a way we could tell our story to the world and let them know what they did to us and what they are doing to us .. people are not realizing Bullying causes depression, and how it effects our everyday living .. Even now I am more afraid to go outside because I am so afraid to be judged but I still hold my head up high and hope for change and the best . -Patrick - Dear Patrick, I'm so sorry that you were exposed to, and are still being exposed to such disgusting treatments. For some strange reason, most children are wired or perhaps even brainwashed by their parents to gang together and be mean to those who are different. The first thing they learn from a very young age is that you either get together and bully that one common outsider, or you yourself will become the target. I can't begin to imagine how much you have to deal with emotionally growing up surrounded by so much hatred. As an adopted kid who was raised in a small town myself, the worst things kids have ever called me was White Trash (because my adoptive parents were poor and didn't exactly keep my adoption a secret, and my two step brothers have straight blond hair and green eyes whereas I have dark curly hair) and then Arab and Mohammed when I was in highschool (I have alot of facial hair by the time I was 14). Everyone deserves respect regardless of where they come from or how they look like. These mean spirited people will unfortunately forever be the dark part of humanity. You should never ever consider taking your own life. As what you've already concluded, you gain nothing by taking your own life. The grown up monsters in your small town are basically just pathetic people stuck in their dead end jobs in a town that probably doesn't even show up on a map. They are nothing outside their little pathetic little worlds, so bullying is the only thing they can do to validate their worthless existence. Have you considered relocating again? No one asks to be born into a world, country or town filled with so much hatred, and from what you have shared with us, where you live isn't exactly the kind of place you want to grow old in. Grab the first chance you get to relocate, and forget about those people. They don't matter. You do. |
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Lysandra
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Post by Lysandra on Oct 19, 2014 19:26:48 GMT -6
It always amazes me when I hear of people who go through such rough times, and yet they come out stronger than others! I am glad you were able to make it through all the hate, and you have become a stronger person! You have an amazing story, and as these forums begin to grow, I feel like your voice is really going to help others! ~Matt |
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Lysandra
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Post by Lysandra on Oct 19, 2014 19:28:55 GMT -6
When I was in School back then I suffered from Discrimination and bullying , I understand how it feels , when I was a kid I used to always get made fun of for being different. I had kids telling me I am a "Fag" and throw rocks at me when I walked home from school , and when I took the bus the higher grader would throw paper on me and call me awful names . it never ended I had to move so I moved then met people from my own ethnic background and because I didn't look like how my father looked I didn't look Cambodian or chinese or asian in general , other asians would cuss at me and keep in mind I was only around 8/9 they would tell me I don't belong , and throw golf balls at me .. even today I still get bullied and I am now 25 , because I look different , I was from the city of toronto and moved to a small town now that my fashion is looks have grown and such people here in smaller towns don't understand . It takes so much strength to live through such bullying , and If anyone has suffered the way I have and you have and are still alive today , We all deserve so much respect . there are times I wish I was dead .. but I think to myself ... If I was dead what does that teach people .. that dieing is the only way out? and that I was to weak to fight back? I don't wanna leave this world without leaving a statement and change , I want others to know that they ain't alone and you can survive through such things as we did if we all stick together . I wish there was a way we could tell our story to the world and let them know what they did to us and what they are doing to us .. people are not realizing Bullying causes depression, and how it effects our everyday living .. Even now I am more afraid to go outside because I am so afraid to be judged but I still hold my head up high and hope for change and the best . -Patrick - |
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Post by Lysandra on Oct 19, 2014 19:31:42 GMT -6
Hi  I'm sorry for what you went through. I can relate to not wanting to "be here." But all we can do is be there for one another and learn that it's okay to be ourselves because eventually someone will love us for it. Love Always, Lysandra <3 |
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Post by rikke on Feb 8, 2015 22:17:45 GMT -6
Hey I agree with Lysandra when she says that everyone has a story indeed we all do some of us a harder one some others not that hard but we all have one...
My name is Rick but everyone calls me Ricky, as same as you Lysandra I attended a Private school but I did it in Mexico to be exact for a period of 10 years my family lived back here in the united states so as you may imagine we didn't have much (physical) communication, and well as expected I faced many type of problems, nicknames, others will beat me up, throw stuff at me or put all kind of messages in my room walls, books, and emails... well all that stuff...
But actually my real struggle started in the exact date of July 23, 2014 when three persons of my school decided to keep me captive for eight days for being gay. It was indeed a horrible experience but I gathered up strength and here am I, those days certainly were difficult it took more than a month to recover at least physically but I did, and the worst part was that after I made my way out and tried to get help from the Mexican "justice" departments their answer was; that is what people like you deserve...
I know what all may be thinking, that guy has a horrible life !!! , but the thing is I don't I have a beautiful life my family brought me with them and has shown so much support, USA has shown his support as well letting me enter their beautiful country (in a legal way of course) and my friends and well everyone that I care for and cares for me has been such amazing persons.
The point here is that we may all go threw the most horrifying moments in the world but if I've learned something is that for every bad moment we have, we have a thousand good ones to enjoy and even if some people try to take us down and make us look worthless we are not we are exceptional persons; that's why we have people that care for us and that's why we may even have such horrible ,moments because we can go threw that and more and we will still keep on as strong as in the beginning...
As they say the strongest warriors always get the hardest battles .... so I know it may not mean much but if everyone needs my support, advice or just someone to talk to I am open...
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