Im Bullied.Someone Please Help.?
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Hello.When you read these things you may think it not true.its bs.people love making up stories.well this is not one of those cases.hie you can call me “Jack Snack, obviously this is not my real name.I used to have it all.Friends.Popularity.Girls.But this was 2 Years ago.And this is my story.
I used to have it all.I was a great baseball player.I had scouts looking at me at age 9.I hit a ball 270 feet at that age.I played advanced baseball and i loved it.I had my best friends on my team.Lets call them “Rock ,Mike, and William and Nick”.As they play a major part in my story.Yaa They were my best friends alright.But nick was the closest to me. We did everything. Make movies, play games.My memories i have with them are the best. We were like so tight. But of course i hung out with the others usually at the same time.My 5th year of advanced baseball began and i met mike.We hit it off instantly.He was alreay friends with rock and william.I can remember the first game of the season i hit a leadoff homerun.Mike was the first to congradulate me and he said”Nice shot man!that was sweet.” and i remember those words.I was 12 at the time, and i had everything going for me. girls liked me. i had alot of friends. But little did i know the next year was going to suck big time.It all began when i had william sleep over. As we were chilling he gets a call from rock.he hangs up and said “dude sorry i got to go.” i asked where and he said”Rocks House” he then told me to bring him his sleeping bag to his house later.I was so mad.He ditched me i just called him stupid.And he said “Ok im going for sure now”so i watched out my window in tears.As i watched william walk away to his house.Me and him shared something i didnt have with the rest of the guys. We were both the youngest. And we had a passion to play ball.My dad asked me why im crying.I just run off to my room and take a nap. thinking itd go away. im waking up by a text from rock. He said i was gay,and that i should die.I dont respond. At the time i thought william mustve told him about me calling him stupid.But little did i know he had turned all of my friends.everyone at school against me.so the summer came and went.and nick was stil my friend.and one day i got a text from mike saying were thru man.not friends and i asked why? he said because i liked his girlfriend? and which i did.but shes his gf and i respect that? i was talking to her the night before this and she said to me she wasnt dating him.but alot of people told me she was.so i just said you can do better than him.” because i thought they had broken up. and me and mike were never ever friends again.and that girl never talked to me again.but i still had nick.but eventually we just stopped talking.and he moved on to better things.I spent the rest of the summer in my basement.until school started.i tryed out for the basketball team and i made it.nick and mike were on it to. first day of practice i break my leg.(this isnt what really happened im trying to protect my identity) and i have to quit it. and alot of kids started making fun of me at school telling me i sucked anyway. and this hurt real bad, as i am in tears now.i had no friends. until i met “jacob.” we had nothing in common but we had the same outlook on things. he introduced me to weed. i loved weed. and it loved me.i loved weed more than baseball.i am now known as the pothead of the school.but i was at a state of depressiion.and weed helped.i stopped once he was arrested for possesion.and i didnt see him till next year. and we were still bestfriends.but no matter what i was always made fun of.my sister was diagnosed with cancer that year.and my step mom lost her job.so these were tough times. but i found refugee with jacob. as we hungout everyday.not a day went by when i didnt think about my old pals.i loved them.and i cry sometimes when i think of them.they see me evryday. trying to forget what we once had , but they know and i know. we were best friends. i went from the top to the bottom in a matter of months. baseball faded away.my dreams faded away.and no one wanted me on there team anymore.but one team.and i made a comeback and batted 397 with 1 homerun.personal lows for me.i even made some new friends.but i started to yell at my dad so on so on and they took me to 3 different physiciatrists.
where they diagnosed me with all sorts of things.some saying i dont have that which the other told me i did.
LIST OF DIAGNOSIS
Skitzafrenia
Bi Polar
Mood Disorder
Depression
OCD
Panic Disorder
Social Anxiety Disorder
Fucking Assburgers!
(So on Son on)
But they dont know what happened with my friends.Theres nothing wrong with me!Im just so damn Sad.n a way My best friends ruined my life.I still mis them though.And the laughter.I hold so much in i just wanna let it all out.To you who read this.Someone i dont know.Please help me.A few days ago i talked to nick and he said to c
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Answer by Happiness Starship
What a sad story, Jack – and, unfortunately, it’s all too easy for friends to break up over misunderstandings and things they say about each other. There isn’t an easy solution to your problems, but who said life was easy?
I think the list of diagnoses is just plain ridiculous! You probably don’t suffer from any of these – but you are certainly suffering from Teenage Angst. It’s not a disease, but a condition caused by all those hormones flooding into your body to change you from a child into an adult. It makes you feel despairing and angry and moody and reckless – sometimes all at once!
Don’t panic – it’s temporary. Once your hormones have settled down, your life will feel a lot more settled, too.
But that doesn’t help you now, of course. I can’t think of a way you can get your old friends back – even if you want them – but I would suggest that you try to make new ones, and that you spend a couple of months working on your fitness and then go back to playing baseball, perhaps with a different club, but also find at least two other hobbies.
I would also like to suggest a phrase to use when you start to think about the past in a gloomy, despairing way:
That was THEN, this is NOW.
Give yourself a fresh start, and be determined to have a happy life from now on. I wish you luck for the future.
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