This is BULLYING AWARENESS MONTH on The Y94 Morning Playhouse. We are asking members of The Playhouse Family that have dealt with bullying to share their story to let others know that it does get better.
Young or old, bullying is never ok. Share your story by emailing Zero at email@example.com
All names can be changed to protect the author's identity --
This is the story of Lexi --
The first bullying that I experienced was in around 6th grade ... I had started at a new school and didn't know anyone. Everyone else seemed to have found their place by the time I got there. They had their friends, they knew where they fit in. I didn't.
Luck of genetics had me more "developed" than many of the other girls in my class. This had been somewhat of an issue at my previous school but for some reason it was way worse here. To be in 7th grade and have larger boobs than your own mother to some might seem great, but it isn't. People teased me, insulted me, texted me rude things, and were overall mean to me. I told my mom what was happening in April, after the bullying had been going on for a month and a half. The bullying cleared up, but some others would still give me a hard time here and there.
After two years had past, I moved into 8th grade. I had lots more friends, and I was happy all the time. I had even started dating (not to seriously) but honestly that didn't go so well either. You see, the year before I learned about negative attention females would give me because of my boobs, now I was learning what males would do. I found out that as far as the males of my school were concerned, my name wasn't Lexi, it was simply, "The Rack". They would pass pictures of a stick figure with giant breasts to me in class... it was never ending.
Sometimes in the hallways, I would feel somebody snap my bra or spank me lightly, but I didn’t report it. I wanted it to stop, but I didn’t think telling somebody would help. I would check my Facebook, and people would call me things like just really gross names and cuss at me. Guys would send me extremely pornographic comments. One day, I left my facebook up on my laptop, and my mom found it. She confronted me, thinking I had hooked up with somebody. I tried explaining what really happened, but she didn’t listen. She told me I was grounded and I had to delete my Facebook. I didn’t care about getting grounded or losing my facebook. I was happy I could end Facebook, since I didn’t have any friends anyway. Nobody liked me, and everyone bullied me daily.I told the counselor after the bullying and harassing had been accuring for about 6 months. The bullying stopped after that. I still didn’t have friends, but I wasn’t scared to go to school anymore.
Years past, and I was a junior in High School. Some people had heard the rumors about me from middle school, and a few people bullied me. But I knew what I had to do now, and they stopped. I am currently happy and bully-free for now. I have a few friends. I hope these things do not occur in your lives, or anybody’s, because it hurts, and it’s scary. Nobody should be in pain everyday, and nobody should be scared to get up every morning. Thank you for taking your time to read my story. Don't let other people dictate your happiness.