Being bullied is not fun.
Nor is the affect. That soul-crunching hollow feeling you receive before you go to a certain place where your bully is. That feeling of wanting to run away and never come back. The despair and tears and pain. That.
The self-doubt is a killer too. If you are being bullied about something personal, you then amplify that in your mind. Paranoia that you are what the bullies say. You start looking at people near you just to see if you are having a negative affect on them. Anything you hear in passing is related to you. You overhear words that sound like something the bully might say. Half-conversations paused while you look at the people talking. It is all about you.
The constant watching for the bully to appear. And when he does, the silent plea in your head for him not to say a…
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