Bad School Memories...lessons of a lifetime

I was 14 years old when my nightmare began, so I thought back than.
I had so many students who harrassed me during school and after.
I was teased about anything & everything. My mother always bought me expensive clothing, Shoes & Jeans at $50.00 a pair. Not that it mattered..Nothing I did or wore stopped the harrassment of my peers.
Kids seemed to want to make my high school yrs harder than it should have been. I dealt with students who thought they were better than me. Rumors sprended throughout the school.
I was in a deep depression that suicide crossed my mind daily. I did not recieve the respect from teachers or any of my classmates.
Teachers heard and allowed students to belittle me.
Students did Anything they could do to make me break. I am sorry to say, school was so bad I had to leave.
I found out I was pregnant with my oldest daughter, who also attended the same high school as me, grad of 2004.
I worked full time + a part time job to support my daughter. I REFUSED WELFARE and did not want to be a statisic.
I moved out of my parents home when I was 16yrs old to prove I can raise my daughter without the help of my parents.
I am the adult and I wanted to prove the world wrong, well my classmates.
I worked at a grill (under the table) from the age of 14yo till I was 24.
(on & off)
I went back to school in 1987, as a Softmore. Needless to say, I was not excepted. Same crowd, same faces and new faces started the harrassment all over again. School was no longer an option for me.
My last day of school, walking home, a boy name Brian asked me to go out with him. He was popular in school and yes he was one of the harrassers.
I said no and continued walking.
A cheerleader said to me, Vickie you know they are jealous of you. Not to pay them no mind. Her words gave me more strength and modivation to SUCCEED.
Suicide was no longer a thought. I never looked back.
I can say now, I am a strong women and if it was NOT for my classmates I would have never survived in the real world.
I thank all of them today for making me the women I have become.
My mistake of quitting was about to haunt me.
My daughter came home in her freshman yr. She said to me "Mom, I can't deal with inmature kids. I asked her what was going on.
She said, Rumors are going around about me. I sat there and all the pain I suffered in school enraged me.
I told Amber she will have to stand up for herself and push back.
It was something MY MOTHER taught me NOT to do.
My daughter Amber did exactly what I said. I never had that chance.
My experience in school actually saved my daughter. My daughter graduated in 2004. I never went to dances or attended any activities because I was harrassed. I experienced how life as a teen should have been through my daughter's high school years.
I attended her home coming & prom. Never staying to late.
Amber knew everyone in her school and everyone gave her respect...at this moment, my healing began. I was proud to be ME and whom I become. I actually accepted who I was for the first time in my life.
I worked hard and achived my life goals. I have had lots of heartache cross my path throughout the years and that was nothing compared to my high school drama.
Today I am a successful business women and a proud grandmother. My daughter's give me great joy. I am 35yo. and accomplished many things in life. My classmates helped me, teach my children to recieve & give respect. Nothing compares to a child being tormented day in and day out.
Those who suffer this will go further in life than those who tormented you.
I learned years later where my tormenters lives ended up.
I know of a few who got pregnant and now lives on welfare, even today. I had 3 classmates who did tease me enter my life. Whom I love dearly.
My classmates are amazed of what I have accomplished in my life since high school. If you are a teaser, remember this,
What comes around goes around and your children could be targets as I was your target. No parent wants this to happen to their child so wise up and teach your children to respect all.
I guarentee your child will RESPECT you in the end......
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