I was bullied back in elementary because I was raped. I was also bullied because I looked funny, I was skinny, and I had a bad posture. This stretched into middle school. I have thought about suicide. Even now I'm thinking about it. I am just tired.

But I'll try to keep going. I'll try...

I have a loved one. No, not a family member, but someone outside my family. He's always been kind to me, a real gentleman. This is not a boy. Nor a guy in my class. He's different. He understands me. He encouraged me, and built my confidence again. He is important to me. I care for him. I love him, even though he may not love me.

He's my sunshine. And if he made it, I can make it.