I was bullied constantly, for 6 years, through 2 schools by the same (and often new) people for no forseeable reason. At times even those I considered my "friends" joined in.
Yes, I may be mentally and emotionally unstable, I may be depressed, bi-polar and mildly schizophrenic. Yes, I may have developed an eating disorder that still affects me to this day, but the actions of others made me who I am.
The actions of others have made me choose new friends and value old ones who never treated me badly. They have made me a stronger, passionate person with a love for all things living and a thirst for knowledge. Sure, I'm sensitive, insensitive, some call me eccentric, others think I'm a jerk, but I am who I am...
I love who I am.