It’s a battle, really.

When I was really young, about 5 or 6 I was so much smaller and just overall skinner and shorter than everyone. Nobody said anything. But a few years later I weighed more. I was over weight. From 3rd grade, and still going on now, people have made fun.

It’s never a fun feeling and it overall makes you feel bad. People who say unkind things don’t care about the outcome in the victims life. People say mean stuff, and go online.

I know that anyone who goes through this won’t listen to the whole "it gets better" story. But it does.

I wish I could do more about this. I hate seeing people hurt. I hate that people think there’s no point. Everyone deserves to be happy. No matter what.