But then, in 8th grade - these same classmates turned around and decided to be my friends again - with no mention of the past year. I was too scared to say anything - but so happy to have my friends back - that I didn’t call them out or defend myself.
This experience has plagued me with trust issues, has exaggerated my perfectionism and people-pleasing qualities. It led me to choose new, toxic friendships that created fresh wounds.
...And none of this is unique to me. Anyone can be subject to this type of bullying, regardless of race, gender, ethnicity, class or worldly location.
I want others out there to know they are not alone and to see their story validated through concrete visuals.