As you may have seen, if you are so inclined to read my mother's blog (My Bead Journey), I started college a little over a month ago. Wow, right, it has been that long already. In that time, I have a near lifetime or at least show season worth of stories to tell. Some good, some heart breaking. However, I have been asking myself this question lately. Does the truth matter?
Roommates teach people many things through their college careers, however, all mine have taught me is hardship and how my strength is the only thing keeping me alive, literally. The people that I am living with have made me uncomfortable to the point where I stopped eating and it was hard for me to even go to the bathroom without locking my bedroom door and the bathroom door. The lies that they have told and the petty things that they have done have forced me to become sick of everything all together. The will to survive was the only thing standing between me and well, you know how that goes.
This is my comeback, and my outcry.
If anyone in college that you know or if you are said person, please, be strong for yourself and speak out. In these past weeks I have been bullied by my roommates, put through the mediation ringer, and even lightly cyberbullied. Don't let what happened to me happen to you or whomever you may know that is going through this or has. Find support. This is an aweful thing to go through and no one should do it alone. Find support and draw attention to this problem that I feel at least so few people actually know about. Even through we are adults, no one should be treated this way, no matter their age, gender, race, and personality.
Get help now.
Posts will be slow due to school work, but I will do my best.