Shared this story already quite a couple of times(a lot, actually), but it can't hurt to tell this one again, I guess.

Didn't take folks long to realize that I was a bit different after I was born. I kept to myself a lot, and didn't socialize much. Eventually, I got diagnosed with autism.

Little by little, though, I opened myself up a bit. At the end of elementary I was still a bit weird but I was at least a little bit more open. Next, middle school would come. Now, I got put in the same class as two of my friends from elementary. Sounds ideal, right? They could help me open up more, socialize and such. It was going to be the most important time of my life.

...but instead, it turned into the worst part of my life. The two of them started to make "jokes" which eventually turned into bullying. This started by those whom I considered my friends. Instead of accepting as something bad, though, I ended up rationalizing it. So that sucked.

The year afterwards, I got put into a different class(which was about the only thing the school did), but I never opened up. Fortunately, however, I was starting to do a bit better in school and got put up into a higher level(dutchy here, middle/high school is one thing and has different "levels"). Deep down, I was actually the most happiest about the fact that I got away from the level where the bullies where. So in the third year of middle school, I tried to open up again, with different people.

Which resulted me in being bullied, again.

Now, if you've been bullied yourself you'll know how important the first time you opened up again is. This went wrong again so that fucked me up good. That's not even considering the fact that I still hadn't really accepted the bullying from freshman middle school. In the end, I was bullied until the end of middle school.

Tl;Dr: Bullying wrecks up peoples brain, don't do it. Also, Dennis, Henry, if you two are reading this: fuck you two.