Thread:Brittonbubba/@comment-24583896-20150503232943/@comment-24583896-20150504005708

That was the mentality my group established: Don't want to get bullied, you have to be the bully. The most abysmal act we managed to pull off was a poisoning. Not lying. I planned it. All of it. Felt no regret (at first...), now, that girl is mentally retarded. Who took the fall? Not me. I did these things because I felt better about myself, but at the end of the day:
 * I was homeless
 * Mother was on drugs (for a while)
 * She was also busy all the time. Her job seemed to matter more than anything else
 * Father started a new life away from us, so my brother and I didn't have his guidance
 * My brother and I fought all the time
 * I hated my existence. If I couldn't achieve more, I made myself feel horrible
 * I attempted suicide because of this