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I am rejuvenating from Summer-break. Ready to get the school year started. Knowing that myyear will have its struggles. That’s my job. To help structure and teach the lives haveheadstrong, ill-mannered, and ill-natured kids.I am not realizing at that moment, that my struggles were going to be with the adults. Mycoworkers. The people I am supposed to count on. My team. I realize that adults can be worsethan kids.I never imagined getting bullied at work. Especially from grown adults. I thought we were ateam. We are supposed to support one another, not tear each other down. We work at a schoolfor troubled kids, but yet the trouble coming from the adult minds. We are supposed to beexamples, role models for these young children. Who are mentally still growing? However, weare teaching them to lie, hurt one another, and do whatever it takes to bring your peers down.So you can get ahead.Our kids are not dumb. They know what’s going on, they see it. They are smarter than youthink. Bullying does not just happen in your young life. It can happen to anyone at any time. Somany people get bullied at their place of work. Sometimes the victim has nowhere else to turnbut to turn to social media.When you so caught up in the torment that you can’t think right. Your brain is on fire. From allthe suffering, confusion, questions, and sadness. That when you’re in the crossfire, you can’tthink clearly. To stand up for yourself. When you finally do stand up for yourself. You are intears, shaky, anxious, terrified, and have so many thoughts flashing through your fired brain.Your higher up does not agree with you.He agrees with the bullies who are clear-minded. Who are the master manipulators? Who havetheir thoughts together?I had to walk through the crossfires this year - the fire of feeling mentally alone, not wanting togo to the job I once loved so much, feeling a heavy weight on my shoulder, not being able toescape reality. The reality of my life. The truth of getting bullied, not knowing where my life willbe in a month from now. The ups and downs I have to face, of my everyday life. Questions Ihave to ask.The questions are, will I escape the torment? Will I be a survivor? Or will I end up giving up onmyself? Will the bullies once again get away with murder? Will the truth prevail?
