Even though I spent my entire freshmen year in alternative school, where there weren't many people and I looked like a tough mother... so people didn't mess with me as much. but for the remaining three years I can remember all the bullying id get for my acne. Funny how people talk so much trash with other people around but one vs. one they never say anything to my face even to this day. I have an intimidating image, 6ft tall serious look on my face and a cold stare that could shake most people up. I guess that in turn helped me to survive those three years, even though I still missed many day's and as a result I spent all three summers catching up my credits for that diploma.

Seriously though here's a description of my day, I never went to breakfast instead I would hide in the library and when they where closed I tried to waste as much time as I could in the bathroom. I had to go to 7 classes a day and I dreaded every time the bell rang because I had to walk around with my horrible looking face, needles to say I always tried to get there as fast as I could and when I did get there I'd be so mentally exhausted that I just laid my head down and go to sleep the whole period. I never went to lunch instead again id just go to the library and hide there.

I had very few people I talked to, you could count them on your hands. didn't go to prom or any event's. never had any kind of enjoyment for going to school except the part when I got to go home. some day's id be so tiered id just go on the couch and go straight to asleep. the whole thing was a real f'ed up experience but somehow some way I managed to get through it. I mean I didn't even go to my own god dame graduation man, like wth really? When I look back now I try to think of how and why I did make it and there are a few reason why.

One because of my mom, I didn't want to let her down and I myself didn't want to be a drop out and two because I looked at it as something I had to do. had I dropped out I wouldn't have been doing anything anyway because of my acne so I just figured why not just go and get it over with. well I did and from what I can tell I believe I'm ready for anything this cruel, unjust world throws at me. whether it's a crap ass job, the daily ass's of society or a nuclear bomb.

Even though I still have ptsd from the whole ordeal I'm much better off in how I deal with it then before. I have an emotional and mental will of iron unbreakable by mere words....