As a survivor from depression, anxiety, and suicide- I know one or two things about how it feels to be ridiculed while on the inside you are just fighting for your life.
When being attacked by fellow classmates you instantly get anxious and furious. Things such as being mocked, being sassed back for no reason, getting straight up rude comments for no reason. (Note: with a strong personality you fight back and in reaction add more fuel to the fire to justify the way they are acting towards you) In addition to the anxiety, you add in the depression, you begin to feel as if the whole entire world hates you and there is no way out. That you are broken and worthless. To us, it's not just fun and games. It is harsh words that will forever ring in our ears. It creates memories that will last a life time. No, I won't remember you for the great athletic ability you had, I will forever remember you as the boy who contributed to my suicide attempt. I will forever remember you in a negative light.
With that being said, once the frustration of the bridges you burned with me goes down, it's another story.
With God I will no longer see you in a negative light, I will actually pity you. Pity you because you are so naive to think that those words had zero effect on me. Pity you because you can't even begin to understand what Jesus did for you. Pity you because you don't understand what you are doing and the problems you are creating.
Now you, the one being harassed, you are loved. I promise you, things will get better. So hold on.
