...that today makes it 4 years since everything started: the bullying, my anxiety, all of this. On February 23, 2006, I went to talk to the school counselor. She went to get me, but went to the wrong classroom. Some of the other students found it funny that I was seeing her, and they made up a rumor about me. I remember the note someone left in a desk. It said "Megan likes ****** and wants to have sex with ******" (names ommited). This freaked me out. I mean, I'd never heard a rumor spread about me before. Anyways, from there on went a long journey with my anxiety and the other things that they'd said about me. In the rest of 5th grade into 6th, I was terrified that someone would come up to where I was standing with my friend during recess and start to pick on me. In 7th grade, I toughened up a bit, but my anger at them was just there to mask my fear. 8th grade brought some relief until I moved. Now, 9th grade, I still have the fear, but less of it. And if someone talks about me, you can bet I will confront them about it. I'm aware that some people may not see what I'm writing here as a big deal, but this is my journey..a short detail-lacking version of it anyways. I am a different person than I was 4 years ago. She's stronger, and she knows that she will be something someday if she works hard enough. I think I like her