I am originally from Mexico. Yes, the country south to the U.S. Anyways, I was bullied since first grade. I was so dumb, and I guess that my lack of interaction with people my age made me an easy target for bullies. I'm ashamed of saying so, but teachers in the Mexican public school system suck ass big time. During Fall and Winter they just gave us an assignmet and went to the little teachers' room to drink coffee and only came back till they thought the students were done. They did that during Spring and Summer, but instead of drinking coffee, they drank a limonde or a coke. I remembered that a group of kids always took my stuff away from me, called me names, and even hit me. At some point I was afraid of going to school and yes, I even thought about suicide. All of that went on for about four or five years. When I say "all of that" I mean hard core bullying. After that I only got mildly bullied because I started growing up and was now one of the tallest kids in my class. Yeah, It was one thing that the other kids made bullied me, but the teacher also took the bullies' side. I remember one time. I think it was either in second grade or fourth grade that I had been taking so much bull shit from everyone and I just exploded. I started yelling at everyone, my face got all red, I was crying and throwing things at my classmates, I said every cuss word I knew at the time, and at the end I hit a wall with my head and the impact was so strong that I broke the glass of the window that was on that wall. After that I lost conciousness. When I came back to my senses my teacher was back in the classroom yelling at me. She didn't even care that I was bleeding from when I hit the wall with my head. She said "Josť, you are gonna have to apologize to each and everyone of your classmates. You are the worst student I have ever had. Besides having one of the lowest grades and being the ugliest piece of shit (yes, she actually said that... the bitch was pissed off), you come here just to destroy school property!" Wow! Some words of encouragement, huh? Then everyone in class started telling the teacher exactly what happened. Suddenly they had forgotten that some kids took my bookbag and my money and that after being pushed to the floor they all laughed at me. Everyone agreed that I just suddenly started going berserker. At first I wasn't gonna be suspended, but the parents of the other kids were very concerned, so some of them talked to the school officials and I was suspended for three weeks. Oh yeah, and I had to pay the broken glass. In Mexico they don't think that bullying is such a big deal. In fact, they don't even have word for it in spanish. They can call it abuso which just means abuse, but in some articles that I have read they just use the word "bullying" in English. Probably if they had given it more importance to this issue as they do in countries with a first world education my life wouldn't suck as much as it does now. I've told some of my friends about this and they just tell me to forget about it and continue living my life. I don't think you would know the results that bullying can have on somebody's life unless you were bullied yourself. Believe me when I say that I've tried to become a more self-confident person with a higher self steem. I just can't. This is why my life sucks big time. I'm not sure if anyone is gonna read this, but it's a great idea to open this forum.