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Today, during the English lesson teacher brought a text about bullying. The text was wrong on many points and memories came onto me.
Teacher gave everyone texts and introduced them to the meaning of the word bully. Then they started discussing the ways of bullying. They talked about how just ignoring the bully helps, and I was feeling anger and sadness. And I mumbled out some stuff into the discussion, about how wrong they are. And then only sadness was left as some asked what happened to me in the previous schools. I was getting really frustrated and losing myself, a protective mechanism. I said that I don't want to talk about it, and I was already fairly out of my own mind. I was barely feeling any pain as I scratched and pinched myself and everything to awake from that state. I was sad, angry, frustrated. I wanted them to stop talking. Then a kid, who by my opinion would probably be bullied a lot, as he shows a lot of stuff indicating he is gay. He is in the waldorf school from the first grade and never experienced bullying. He started talking about how he would never be bullyed as he is a good kid and stuff, and anger filled me. I hated him for saying that and talking in such a way. 'She' went explaining to him that he would, and stood in for my voice, that was non-existant at the moment as seen from outside I was staring into the teachers desk for several minutes. I didn't notice when I shifted to simple numbness of watching all that from another persons perspective. And then the bell ringed and I partially awoke from tgat state. I had nail markings on my right hand from scratching it and stuff to stop the state before. I managed to get up but was fizzy and couldn't quite walk normally. I picked up my stuff and on semi autopilot went outside the school as the school ended. She was with me and hugged me, so I calmed down more. I went with her and calmed down as we walked to the station. I was pretty calm by when we reached the station. I am confused with what happened there. I know I stared ibto that other kid for a while and that I was acting wierdish. I am confused and my memory is fuzzy. Tommorow I'm going to another city for theraphy. Night is setting in right now and I'm starting to fall to depression and panic. Powerlessness. Will try to contact 'her'.
Teacher gave everyone texts and introduced them to the meaning of the word bully. Then they started discussing the ways of bullying. They talked about how just ignoring the bully helps, and I was feeling anger and sadness. And I mumbled out some stuff into the discussion, about how wrong they are. And then only sadness was left as some asked what happened to me in the previous schools. I was getting really frustrated and losing myself, a protective mechanism. I said that I don't want to talk about it, and I was already fairly out of my own mind. I was barely feeling any pain as I scratched and pinched myself and everything to awake from that state. I was sad, angry, frustrated. I wanted them to stop talking. Then a kid, who by my opinion would probably be bullied a lot, as he shows a lot of stuff indicating he is gay. He is in the waldorf school from the first grade and never experienced bullying. He started talking about how he would never be bullyed as he is a good kid and stuff, and anger filled me. I hated him for saying that and talking in such a way. 'She' went explaining to him that he would, and stood in for my voice, that was non-existant at the moment as seen from outside I was staring into the teachers desk for several minutes. I didn't notice when I shifted to simple numbness of watching all that from another persons perspective. And then the bell ringed and I partially awoke from tgat state. I had nail markings on my right hand from scratching it and stuff to stop the state before. I managed to get up but was fizzy and couldn't quite walk normally. I picked up my stuff and on semi autopilot went outside the school as the school ended. She was with me and hugged me, so I calmed down more. I went with her and calmed down as we walked to the station. I was pretty calm by when we reached the station. I am confused with what happened there. I know I stared ibto that other kid for a while and that I was acting wierdish. I am confused and my memory is fuzzy. Tommorow I'm going to another city for theraphy. Night is setting in right now and I'm starting to fall to depression and panic. Powerlessness. Will try to contact 'her'.