My childhood was a fucking mess. I grew up in a hamlet of less than 30 people, I wasn't
spectacular in school, the only chance I had to date a girl in school was when I was actually
approached by her and I completely blew her off because of fucking hormones.
Yes, never been kissed. You got me. Anyway, more lamenting to be had. I am a drop out, I
was bullied into a downwards spiral that's almost a decade long and so many other little things
that, when piled onto my mental issues, makes me really unhappy.
Story begins when I wasn't even 5 years old, not in school, and out of all the 5 kids in my town,
I was the odd one out. I wasn't even able to remember full days yet and I was being bullied.
I know, I know, sucks to be me, but let me explain on where I'm coming from.
I have manic depression, severe anxiety, social-phobias and whenever it comes from coming out of my
quote/unquote "comfort zone" I eventually become suicidal even if I am comfortable/happy with my job,
my day, whatever. It makes being a functioning member of society REALLY fucking hard for extended
periods of time. I think the longest I managed was a month, while making $60,000 doing an easy
job, that wasn't too tedious and I wasn't feeling negative nor positive from. I'm a dropout, so
$60,000 is amazing money considering.
Back to the point, I was bullied for 6 out of the 8 years I was in school, but lets look at years
5 and 6. I was a target, random at that, of three jackasses who had nothing better to do. Naturally,
going through my first few years of puberty, I had a bit of an issue controlling my fists.
Being a very conservitive and passive person, it takes a lot to set me off. I mean a lot. It
took 6 years for me to have my first and only fight of which I instigated.
That was 8 years ago, in October.
These 3 took a whole six months until I snapped. This was during every recess, every lunch and
since I attacked them I was suspended. Keep noted, I was being bullied by 3 people and my own
friends never backed me up. I was absolutely floored.
Over the course of the next year, I was suspended twice more and eventually taken out of school.
A normally well behaved student, with moderate grades, great attendance and a positive outlook
while at school when interacting with other students all of a sudden starts attacking other students?
Not only that, but the same group of students? Seriously? I'm the issue? School District 73.
School District 73. Circa 2003, School District 73 is possibly the worst district in Canada's history.
The teachers and staff there did not care one iota. I explain my scenario, I explain what's happening
and that these students were not leaving me alone. Their advice? Avoid them. They target me, they
come to me and they attack me. I can't avoid them. My friends are where I am, I am where my friends are.
I'm not avoiding them, losing out on the only friends I can ever have just because of lazy staff.
Well, a decade too late to say this to them.
