Only later did I understand that the bullies at my school only made fun of the kids who didn’t blend in with the crowd. The girl with the red hair. The boy with the freckles. And in my case, the tall, awkward, skinny girl. They must have been unhappy with themselves, or with their own lives, or maybe they just liked to tease vulnerable kids to make everyone laugh. Or maybe they were projecting their own hurt and suffering onto me as a way to feel less alone with their own pain. I find it hard to believe that anyone who is happy or loving would ever bully someone else for the sheer joy of
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