I actually started writing this one once already.   My story, and how I became who I am, runs deep through a lot of turbulence and what I have come to recognize as mostly self-inflicted suffering.

  This is going to be an attempt to set my experiences with bullying down on paper in a way that both does the story justice and doesn't exaggerate the facts to drive a point home.  I'm hoping the story and my actions will be enough, and that it might help someone out there.

  I don't know what the statistics are on Teenage Suicide, or even what the statistics are in cases like mine with bullying present, but if I can help one person it will have been worth it.

  All comments and critiques are welcome.

*I will be posting this story raw as it comes out.   My goal is 1000 words a day,  so that should be a chapter or two a week hopefully.   As it's the first draft it'll meander and wander all over the place, but hopefully tell my story adequately.

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update here.   This piece I felt stood better on its own as a powerful piece of Fiction derived from my life.   It's almost too personal for the project I was originally going to open with this.

What a Loser will be going forward when I can bring myself to face those demons again.