Thought about not uploading this in fear that people would ‘think I’m an attention whore’.
 
I used to be picked on horribly in previous years. From the age of 13 til 18, I was followed and picked on notoriously because I had no friends, and I looked arabic. The seven words in the picture above were the best words that I could use to describe my troubles in result. From the stress and anger of school, to the anxiety and depression resulting, the abuse from my father, the sadness due to the neglect from my mother. To top it off, the anger from it all.
 
Be against Bullying.