For a long time this situation, I was in school, I would have been 10 or 11 years old, I remember that I was in 6th grade. I was a boy common for the age, I did not think me superior, nor now. What it is that there was a detail, had the best ratings of the section for 2 years in a row. It was a pride for my mother that she was totally happy to have her son in the honor rolls and receiving merits for her academic skills. I, I saw something more normal, I just thought that I had to do well in my studies and try to make my mom happy; and that besides that, people, my friends and colleagues were also happy about that.

The fact is that it was not that way. Instead, now I see it and many of those that I recognized as my friends, even my "best friend" were not very happy about that, they were envious. The fact is that as they developed more disagreement attitudes, because we were growing, they made it noticeable. First they started calling me "subdued", because I did not go out much, my friends were them, but I was shy and I was a bit afraid of the street, I felt overwhelmed. So the psychological work started there. "Subjected" came and went, left many to talk to me as always.

This happened a while, until one day, what I recognize as the leader of the pack, decided to start hitting me, precisely to push me whenever I could. At recess, in physical education classes, when I could make it clear that "he" was superior, I did it. As is classic in any society, the actions are imitated and more if they come from a copy that is considered a "model", "leader" or "group head", with what others also began to do the same. They made fun of me and assaulted me.

I understood little of these situations within myself, I only understood "that I was doing something wrong and that's why my friends got away from me", so I tried to change something that I did not know what. The fact is that I tried to talk more like them, to look like the group to know if that was why it did not fit.

So 7th grade arrived, full of doubts and fears. Glad to stay the first in the class, happy because my mom was happy, but with a certain dose of adrenaline. As expected, the aggressions continued and increased in level.

We were already teenagers. The insults were accompanied by hatred. The supposed "leader" wanted to impose on the group what he thought was "fun" that was making fun of me, until one day he started attacking me with blows.

For those vacations (before entering 7th) my mom had noticed a strange situation, she realized that she did not want to go to school but that my grades were the same. I saw that he arrived very dirty and sometimes with bruises, so he talked to me about the subject and he also came up with the idea of joining Karate-Do classes. This did not know the "leader" that I tell them, so when in that situation began to attack me with blows, I responded.

Now that I think about it, it's funny and stupid. We fight in front of the school management. Of course, the representatives quoted us and expelled us for the rest of the week. Do you want to know who won? It's not very important, it's just a boys' fight. But I won. 😊 It was a kind of personal victory.

This led to the cessation of attacks on me. They had respect for me, which is why they began to accept me more. Everything was little by little, nothing from night to morning, but it was a turning point. At that time, my grades went down a bit, obviously, it was not just physical aggression, it was psychological aggression, however, I was able to overcome it "in my own way" and continue being the best average that year as well.

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Now you will say, but you solved Abel, nothing happens. Nothing happens? Do you know that not everyone has the same fate? Do you know what you think when you are in this type of situation? Do not you understand the loneliness it generates?

Many will think that what I say is always lived, especially in Venezuela, where the "chalequeo" we endure from childhood, but is it necessary to be like that? Is it necessary for our children to face such deplorable situations for thinking that our society returns to children MEN or that "that has always been the case, leave the drama"?

Reflect a bit with this. Count the times you commit suicide for Bulliying, think how lonely you should feel to think that the world is a better place without you. I went, on the one hand, thank God that nothing else went through my head, I did not reach that point. But what if it had happened? Maybe I would not be writing this and you reading.

Think more about improving the education of our society, think about improving our actions. All the things we do or say affect DIRECTLY WHAT WE HAVE TO THE SIDE. You and I are not better than the other, feeling superior to someone else really reflects the problem of inferiority that YOU have.

Now, I tell you. The same issue goes with the emigrants. The Venezuelan is living in his own flesh, what happened to many people when he emigrated to Venezuela in the 80s and 90s. ' I DO NOT SAY THAT EVERYONE IS THAT, but there were cases and now there are ALSO. Emigrate is difficult for Bulliying, xenophobia to come to harm what little by little someone hopes to create, is to start from scratch, like building a tower of lagos and kick it. We have to start again. Just remember, you MUST TREAT OTHERS AS WELL AS YOU WANT TO BE TREATED TO YOU.

Are we doing things right? Are we doing enough to realize WHAT HAPPENS TO OUR CHILDREN, TO OUR FRIENDS, TO OUR BROTHERS? Let's leave aside the criticism of our neighbor, let envy aside and bad attitudes.

I hope we reflect a bit on our attitudes, try to help those who are going through these HORRIBLE moments, those who feel lonely, the victim of abuse and violence OF THE TYPE THAT IS. Let's improve the world for our children, for the future .. for all.

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