When my mom, and dad divorced for the first time I was 7 years old. We moved to a small town with my grandmother, and grandfather, who was one of the kindest sweetest men I've ever known.
I loved living there since my own father had been abusing me physically, and emotionally tormenting me from the age of 2, and at 5 years of age it also entailed sexual abuse.
I felt happy, protected, and free for the first time in my life. Due to my darkly held secrets, and isolation I was a very shy quiet child even though very loving to all others.
Little did I know the worst bully in school chose me as her easy target. Her family were well off owning a large farm. She told everyone she had a steel plate in her head. Later on I learned that was all a lie she had used to not only get sympathy, attention, but gave her power since she told everyone if they even pushed her down she could die.
Anyway she constantly bullied me every single school day at school, and unfortunately we rode the same school bus to, and from school too.
I was so terrified of her, and even though she was a few months older than me she was much larger. She would see my mom come to school at times for PTA meetings, and saw how nicey she dressed, and the matching jewelry she wore.
She told me she was going to beat me to a pulp if I didnt start bringing her my mom's jewelry which was only nice fashion jewelry.
I was so terrified of this evil girl I stole from my own mother.
It's the only thing I have ever taken anything in my entire life. In fact I detest any thief to this day. My mom never knew, and thought she had misplaced them since I tried to take items she rarely ever wore.
It got solved on it's own for all the wrong reasons. My abusive father had talked my mom into marrying him again even though I begged her not to, and she used ME as the excuse saying I needed my father in my daily life. Ugh!! They went on to divorce again, but remarried, and were still married when she died from cancer at 57.
I never told her about the cruel bully at school just like I protected my own father's secrets due to paralyzing fear of what would happen to me if I did... for he had threatened me of what he would do if I dared tell anyone. I never did until I was 38 years of age.
Back then I knew the teachers wouldnt believe me either. Even when she acted up in class they did nothing, but ignore it or turned a blind eye all because her family was well known.
Now as I reflect back I have wondered if bullies already know who they can easily target to unmercifially bully.
I have seen a few classmates who went on to graduate with her who told me she was really disliked by most everyone, and they tolerated her because they knew many of the teachers knew her family. From what they said she went on to bully many others throughout school.
I wouldn't tolerate being bullied by anyone now nor would I allow anyone to bully our children, or grandchildren or any other child if I knew it was happening.
Bullying is a gross form of mental tortuous abuse, and no one no matter their age should be subjected to it. No one. And due to social media sites now it's even far worse for society's children. My heart breaks for anyone who has been bullied.
But I do not believe these children's mom just because she says so.
If there was true abuse going on at school to the extent he would commit suicide the police will uncover it, and they will also uncover if it was just a convenient unsupported statement by the only person inside the home with her two children who were found hanging in the basement of HER home.
Jmho tho.