As a child I remember being moved schools because of the impact another child had on me. It took a long time for my parents to understand why I did not want to go to school. Both my teachers and parents thought I was being difficult.
I still remember it; not the other child and not what exactly happened, but I remember it. I was that child who just blended in, the one whose name you had to look up, the one everyone said lacked confidence and should speak out more.
At the time, it was seen as “girls just being girls”, a bit of name-calling, pushing, and shoving, status in the playground, but I can remember it feeling so much more than that. I still feel physically sick when I think of those girls.
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