My own peers used to bully me when I was younger. ridiculing me and making fun of me. They refer to me as "charcoal" and say that I am malnourished.
My parents wanted me to have a bright future, so when I was in fourth grade, I transferred to the other school. They moved me to a school where the majority of the students are intelligent and smart. Since I don't have their intelligence or competence, I merely listen to the teachers' lectures. I was placed in the first section, where the majority of the pupils are intelligent. I was in the first section from fourth grade on up until sixth grade. I am an introvert who does not like to talk to others.When I was walking to the school canteen one day, a group of my classmates mocked me and yelled, "Hey, Charcoal, are you okay? I feel like I was slapped in front of many students. I just nodded my head and kept walking." Other times, they would laugh when our teachers called my name or when I was performing an oral recitation.
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At the moment, I felt isolated. I occasionally asked myself, "What's wrong with me?" I didn't threaten them or even speak ill towards them. My self-esteem dropped at that time, and I no longer felt confident enough to venture outside. Because I didn't want to give my mother a headache, I refrained from telling her about what was going on at school at the time. At that time, they were also arguing with my father, and I'll admit that things in my family weren't great. Instead of making my mother a problem, it is better to know simply myself.
Even now, I continue to question myself. I lack that confidence, but I am ready to interact with lots of individuals. However, I'm working to increase my self-esteem and confidence, particularly because I'm a college student right now. Even when I post an English status on Facebook, I frequently check to make sure my language is accurate. I don't want to judge or criticize.
The bullying they inflicted on me had a significant impact on my life. I eventually cease having confidence in myself. I occasionally have the impression that I am the ugliest human being on the planet. I believe that being bullied by others has a significant influence on someone's life. The reason there is a bully is because they were bullied themselves firstly.
Since there are so many of these cases here in the Philippines, I assumed they were popular throughout the entire world. Bullying can cause depression and, if it cannot be stopped, can result in suicide. I am so grateful that I have a close relationship with God because I constantly pray to him and begin to worship him when I find myself unable to control my emotions. This is one of my coping mechanisms for getting my heart's wounds repaired.
