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Hey guys!

So as you probably know, yesterday was anti bullying day (we are celebrating this tomorrow).

I figured I would share my story.

It might be a little hard for me to write so please bear with me.

I was bullied from grade 4 until grade 9, technically grade 10. It started in grade four with this girl who used to bully me. You'd think "oh, she's a girl, it's probably stuff like spreading rumors and that kind of stuff."

No.

It was mostly physical.

This girl used to go on my bus and she was the type that most of the teachers liked. The thing is, she was a little angel when teachers or adults were around but when they weren't, she was nasty. I used to say stuff but everyone thought I was joking or lying because they thought she was innocent.

I would dread going to school because it meant I had to go on the bus and face her.

Oddly enough, it was only on the way home so I thought I was home free until I would see her.

It wasn't that she used to give me black eyes or anything, it was usually things like kicking me a lot and pushing me around/down. I usually went home with a new bruise everyday.

Eventually it became more verbal but the physical part still continued. The kids besides her used to call me names like tiny or flat chested, and they even made up a term.

They always said I had "Squaids" (Squirrel Aids) because my voice was so high pitched. That term followed me to about grade 8, when my voice dropped.

In grade 7 when we changed schools, she stopped bothering me but other people picked up where she left off. There was a certain girl and boy that used to pick on me all the time.

She was more physical where he was more verbal.

They used to make fun of my hair, my clothes, my glasses (they are really thick) and my body shape. It got so bad that I wouldn't even change in the girls change room, I changed in the bathroom stalls.

They would steal my stuff and later throw it at me or throw it out, usually ripped or broken.

Since I got to high school it has stopped. I don't get teased anymore, I don't get pushed around.

All I can say is either they smartened up, or they realized how immature they were being.

The other thing going on this week is eating disorder awareness week, and I know I've talked about this before but eating disorders are not to be joked around with.

This stuff is serious.

My cousin has been dealing with an eating disorder since she was my age, around 20 years ago. It NEVER leaves you, it's a constant battle to eat, every single time you find yourself in the kitchen or at the table.

Recently I have had eating troubles. I have a condition called a Shatski's ring that causes me to have trouble eating/getting food down. I was diagnosed in grade nine, which was spring 2012. I haven't had much trouble until around October of last year. It got so bad that I was lucky to eat a few spoonfuls of food at all in a day. One day I ate one ravioli.

One. Ravioli. All. Day.

I've been doing better lately though, I talked with the doctor and I've gotten treatment so don't freak out!

In a way, I was borderline of a disorder.

Please vote and comment, or share you story if you have one.

And sorry for the super serious post, I just felt I had to do this.

~Casi<3~