I'm 28 now but back in high school, I did experience a form of bullying that had a deep impact on my life and the choices I took.
I lost a friend to another girl and it was her who picked on me. I wasn't confident probably down to my flat chest. I remember this girl when we were walking home one day said I walked like a duck she saw in an advert and her and a friend who was about to become an ex friend laughed hysterically. At the pictures one time they stole my glasses not caring if they broke them, my parents would have given me hell. When we went bowling I did a little celebration dance at a strike but it wasn't elaborate, but she exaggerated it and pointed in a laughing fit condescending me, it wasn't in good jest. English class I struggled to make out the teacher when I went up to get , my marks at his desk so I lent in with my head a few times and she laughed when I got back saying I was a pigeon, pecking. At this time a few girls would point out how I was flat chested. Thankfully I'm ok now, but I was really skinny then now I'm a little chubby.
I crept inside myself I think. Two other girls invited me out about six months later and I started to hang with them but again this girl who picked on me went around telling everyone shed saw me with them mocking me so I kept my distance and eventually I became good at martial arts, I had a steely determination like a vengeance running through me. Yet because of this girl I never got close to anyone for years, I remained distant.
I remember one time she was gossiping about a girl who had been anorexic and nobody was actually 100% sure if that's why she was off school for years as her parents were hush hush. But her sister told my mum she was doing really well when she was eating ONE yoghurt a day she stopped eating completely/ But I never joined in the gossip I kept it to myself a secret. I was above it all so I thought .