I suffer from depression and endured years of bullying at school, usually at the hands of my so-called friends. Girls are mean. As much as I hated them, I came to hate myself more for being unable to stop their tormenting behavior. This poem captures some of the feelings.
I hate them all
spring and fall
excuses and seasons
are just the reasons
you are all so mean
my pain is unseen
teasing and mocking
forever stalking
letting my rage go
wouldn’t you like to know
hitting my head upon the door
a broken mirror on the floor
hides the truth you will not see
my biggest enemy is me.
I suffer from depression and endured years of bullying at school, usually at the hands of my so-called friends. Girls are mean. As much as I hated them, I came to hate myself more for being unable to stop their tormenting behavior. I inflicted physical pain on myself later almost as a way to cope with the unseen emotional pain.
Adult Bullies and Social Boundaries
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