Bullied Today, Tomorrow, Next Day, Day After That...

I get bullied every day of my life just cause I'm stupid. I didn't learn to read til I was 10 or 11 or something. I don't even know how old I am right now. But I hate when they blame me for not knowing anything. Not my fault. It's the teachers who don't see that I can't do anything, and they just sit and watch me have a hard time. I hate it. :/
Emolia Emolia 18-21, F 4 Responses Aug 18, 2012

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The old guy in the original Karate Kid said "There are no bad students, only bad teachers"

You have searched me, Lord,

and you know me.

2 You know when I sit and when I rise;

you perceive my thoughts from afar.

3 You discern my going out and my lying down;

you are familiar with all my ways.

4 Before a word is on my tongue

you, Lord, know it completely.

5 You hem me in behind and before,

and you lay your hand upon me.

6 Such knowledge is too wonderful for me,

too lofty for me to attain.

7 Where can I go from your Spirit?

Where can I flee from your presence?

8 If I go up to the heavens, you are there;

if I make my bed in the depths, you are there.

9 If I rise on the wings of the dawn,

if I settle on the far side of the sea,

10 even there your hand will guide me,

your right hand will hold me fast.

11 If I say, “Surely the darkness will hide me

and the light become night around me,”

12 even the darkness will not be dark to you;

the night will shine like the day,

for darkness is as light to you.

13 For you created my inmost being;

you knit me together in my mother’s womb.

14 I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made;

your works are wonderful,

I know that full well.

15 My frame was not hidden from you

when I was made in the secret place,

when I was woven together in the depths of the earth.

16 Your eyes saw my unformed body;

all the days ordained for me were written in your book

before one of them came to be.

17 How precious to me are your thoughts,[a] God!

How vast is the sum of them!

18 Were I to count them,

they would outnumber the grains of sand—

when I awake, I am still with you.


You are very special despite anything anyone has said or how they treated you, you are loved by God and He created you for a purpose, ask Him what it is, He loves you so much and wants to heal you!

How do I talk to him? I can't talk at all. :(

Just talk to Him just like anyone else, He hears you! Do you own a bible?

I sign? Is that how? But then I can't keep my hands together. No bible...

I understand, I was bullied everyday because I was of lower social status. It has made me stronger in the long run, but it wasn't easy at all. If I ever saw those who hurt me in the past now, I don't know if I will come back on them or not.

I'd like to see them die slow bloody painful deaths. :)