I taught school for almost 30 years and I thought I kept an eye out for bullying. I tried to teach my students how to stand up for themselves; how to say “LEAVE ME ALONE” in a powerful voice.
But I wasn’t there to help my son.
He didn’t want to burden me with a problem that he thought was his. Was him.
No one ever taught me how to say “Leave me alone”. I didn’t want to burden my parents with the problem that I thought was mine. Was me. A little self hatred, I thought, was good for a person. There’s not a day that goes by that I don’t think of killing myself…except then, what would my son do?