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It is hard but when lonely you must push self to speak to people and go out there or it goes on forever and becomes normal as well as horrible.  My sister was bad and tried antidepressants, it not help it make it worse. Physically very ill.  Nobody helped her with counselling or listening, though I tried my best to listen to her and get her more help and failed, always feel bad about this. She was sixteen then and very shy. Timid and quiet.  Nobody liked her so she wanted to commit suicide and go away. I did my best to be there for her but that made her lean on me more instead of getting help she needed so it did her no real favours, just put off the nasty future. It was hard for me too because she would sometimes want to talk and talk for hours about the things that upset her and it drained me to sit and listen to this over and over again.

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Was very unhappy and lonely at school as was the school swot, the nerd, the quiet studious one, not popular at all with other classmates and kids, they would laugh at me, shun me, pick on me, abuse me or ignore me, was so glad to get away from school and never have to go back there again. The teachers were lovely, but nobody ever spotted that I needed help with all of this bullying and horrible nature of people. It carried on for years until time came to leave and go into the World. It was easier for me to deal with adults, they did not ill treat me. Sometimes I would meet a real nice one who was nice to me and the rest were at leave pleasant and civil towards me.

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The mind boggles at how bad we can feel because of other people. They can be so cold, uncaring and cruel. It can be disgusting when you think about it, no need for it at all. They know they are hurting you when they do it and enjoy it. I had a friend who was very quiet and was being bullied, he found it impossible to stick up for himself, this made them do it more, he was prime target for bullies. I think they were jealous of him because he had a father in very good job and more money coming into his home than most of us. It did not bother me that was their business, he was a very nice boy, then one day he got hold of a lot of tablets and swallowed them, his mother found him and he was in hospital. It all came out and he had a therapist and stuff, in the end all was fine, but he had such a difficult time and all of it was not needed, no point to any of it, just pure spite and hatred. The bullies got to hate him so much they told me that if I did not stop talking to him they would bash me up. They were intent on making him more and more miserable all the time. I am sad that they got away with all of this.