(I received the following comment today to a post that was originally published several months ago about the Nugent family lawsuit against the Carl Junction R-1 School District.)
I know this is an older situation but I have felt the need for quite some time to tell my story. I attended Carl Junction in grades 5-10. For the six years I was there I was depressed and wishing to commit suicide for six years.
In 5th grade I lost my Grandfather and my only friend moved within the same two days. Like any ten year old I cried and people bullied me. They told me my pain was worthless. After that they never stopped. So I'm going to share a few "highlights" of my time there to just show how messed up this really is. Keep in mind I send in many bullying reports and nothing was fixed. The sight "Bully Free Zone" was a constant lie that made life even harder.
-6th: I was going to the counsellor's office on a daily basis telling her about everything that had been happing at this point. I had been harassed on the bus like no other. Now I can classify it as borderline sexual harassment. Nothing happened. I had rude comments about my weight tossed at me all the time. And the thing was I look back and I was never overweight. I was told I was hideous and other than that people ignored me.
-7th: By this time I was in serious depression. I had been writing suicide letters and even if one or two people showed me kindness I always felt there was an ulterior motive. My highlight is the counselor asking girls to sit with me at lunch. I thought for a brief while I had made friends but they weere just faking it and that was the hardest to learn.
-8th: I was continuing to try to either die or run away. I retreated into books and was quiet, which is very worrisome for me because I am a loud and adventurous person. My highlight was being threatened with scissors to my throat and after reporting it being told boys will be boys.
-9th: I did lighten up a bit this year. I had a lot of issues with guys faking liking me for a joke. It made me feel worthless. I however discovered writing. Two things kept me alive at this point: My faith in God and Coffee Club (the writing club on campus).
-10th: I had a few, by few U mean two friends this year. It was the best I had in a long long time. The bulling continued and I would come home in tears most days. I felt like an outsider and that there was something majorly wrong with me.
After that I moved to a new school for my last two years of high school. Something caught my attention. I was an extreme extrovert and I had never known because people kept pushing me down. I became an extremely outgoing person who in one year became a lead in a school musical, vice president of choir, very large group of friends, and not to mention graduated in the top percentage of my class.
I look back and I am extremely thankful I hadn't died back then. but it got close. The way that Carl Junction manages issues of bullying is bad. It got to the point I thought the only way to escape was death. I hope no one feels that way because it is the worst feeling ever and it does come back. You can never truly shake it off... it comes back for me even. So to Carl Junction... please do something just please. And to kids at Carl Junction- treat each other with respect and remember it will eventually end one way or another.