Within the first few weeks of grade one i made a friend. We grew close and would in the next couple of years become inseparable. We would bake cookies together, watch movies and talk about everything.
To this day i dont understand why they picked me to destroy but they did. It started my just a few boys calling me names. Mostly rude and directed at me wearing glasses. I could handle it because i kept telling myself it'll get better and eventually they'll stop. I know know that that was very naive of me.
Grade three was when my life went to shit.
On a daily basis my parents would fight and argue. Yelling through their closed door. Frightening me and my sister.
My father would come home very late at night and when he was home it was only his body, not his soul. I could see my mother's pain every single day. I didn't understand it but it was always present. Pain and sadness.
At school i was bullied to an extent where my mom had to go see the teacher because i was refusing to go to school.
The boys both in my grade and older would gang up at break incircle me and yell at me. Calling me weirdo, freak, four eyes, well basically all the usual. I'd cry every night, wondering what was wrong with me.
One night while staring into nothing i realized it was very late and my father wasn't home yet.
Many nights passed and he still didn't come home. I waited every night for weeks. Months. Then years. And finally i gave up. Never being told hes not coming back because my mother wouldn't admit it even to herself.
She got a phone call during this time from a man saying you're husband is cheating on you with my wife..
That completely broke her.
She was sent to a hospital and me and my sister lived with my grandma for a couple of months. I remeber people always fussing and hugging my sister and telling her that everything will be fine
While ignoring me cause i was too young to remember anything and i didn't know what was going on.
I hated all of them and when my mom returned home i vowed to myself that i would be strong. I would be my mom and sisters rock. And i was for many years.
I became a complete mute. Never saying anything never standing up to my bullies and never telling anyone how i felt.
