Recently, I have stumbled across this question, often several times a day. While pondering this intense and often stressful question I have thought back on what I have succeeded thus far in my 15 years. Although still in the process, I am living proof that sometimes the people pulling you down are really helping you reach up to become a stronger and more knowledgeable human being. It's a bittersweet feeling, although mostly bitter, that the past 10 years of being bullied has actually caused me to become a deeper, more compassionate person which, in the end, has helped me better understand stories as well as helping me become a more successful writer.
