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Ongoing, First published Oct 22, 2018
I struggled most of my elementary and middle school life with bullying. They were just girls, like me. They were clueless, confused, and mislead. But they still managed to give me scars that I refuse to hide. 
I play guitar, sing, and draw to fight my social anxiety and tachycardia, but they still haunt me every day. They are a battle I will fight with myself the rest of my life, and that's okay. They allow me to connect with and help others, something I strive to do daily. 
If you read this story, know that it is my raw emotions on paper. Know that I want you to see this and realize just how powerful you are if you've been through the same thing.
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