Hello to whomever is reading this.

I usually don't do these types of things and I don't read them because there really isn't much about them,
other than angry people expressing their anger which is pretty much spreading negativity.
However, I feel the reason to do this 'mini-rant' because I need to spread a message and rants catch attention, right?

Let's start off from the very base:

I personally see high school as a jungle. It is a very aggressive environment, academically and socially.
People search for approval; they seek for the recognition of others through A+ or by being 'cool'.
Throughout my whole 4 years of HS, I've realised that people seek these 'popularity points' through humiliation.
Making fun of others, putting others in an uncomfortable position, making others feel about themselves
is apparently the only way to make friends and find recognition during the 21st century.
It might be personal because i've been a victim of it both ways.
Sadly and embarrassingly, i've been one of those who searched recognition but also one of the ones who was humiliated.
Being on both sides of the spectrum has given me a handful.
I've always been against bullying but I never thought of the ways that bullying can manifest itself.
In my mind, I always captured bullying like a big kid grabbing onto the collar of a smaller one,
hand held into a fist and ready to blow a teeth or two out of his mouth.
This was what bullying meant to me but no. I never thought it could come in the form of a small laughter or a small word and I deeply regret it.
I regret hurting other people, and I regret it deeply.
On the other hand, I now stand at the other side of the spectrum and it hurts.
Maybe it’s karma coming down on me like ‘a ’..
Maybe it’s just fate or life trying to teach me a lesson.
To be honest, I do not know. I only know this: it has helped me realise.
This is also not a ‘im a more mature, reborn child’. 
This is my way and method of spreading a lesson, an experience. 
I can genuinely say that being humiliated in front of a lot of people, specially those who you trust,
hurts.

It doesn’t hurt like a scrape in the knee or a broken bone.
It hurts just like how you imagine an arrow piercing your heart times 10.
“You shouldn’t be here with us”…I still hear her voice from time to time and I feel tears well up.
It hurt to see my friends just stay quiet and say nothing. 
Genuinely, I expected nothing else from them because it was not their business but the fact that it hurt cannot be denied.
With a few words I was able to finally see clearly who I was sitting with and I also saw myself in them.
I believe that it was the part that hurts the most; seeing my past self in them. In their actions and words.

I know i’ve said it a thousand times but it hurts and that pain is simply undeniable and, as a future linguistic major, it is a bit embarrassing to know that the only word I can use this moment to describe my situation is ‘hurt’.

There is not much to say about this honestly.
I feel that everyone goes through similar situations, but they are just left unheard.
I share this because I will not be left unheard. 
“Knowledge is power” I read this quote written in like 10 different languages as I visited TCU (in TX).
And I agree. 

So here is the power I pass on to you. 

-imFineApple