Preferably a friend, one that I trust

Have you read through whats on that anim?

They bullied me a few years ago, to the point where I almost suicided. I suck at letting go of grudges.

I got bullied for everything I did, especially burping. My burps are very loud and every time I burp I get everyone except my friends yelling at me to say pardon before I get a chance to.

Today when I found my enemy had joined my class I gnawed all over my arm, there was red covering it from all the places I bit.

When the teacher told me to move seats because I wasn't doing my work (I was far to angry that he had moved into the class) I broke down and my breathing was very broken and heavy.

I close my mouth to burp, it comes out my nose.

The class was escorted out because the teacher was afraid of what I would do while I was that angry, you see I've had past "tantrums" and I've thrown chairs, tables pretty much anything I can pick up in a classroom.

I was crying and breathing so heavily I could barely move, I managed to shift myself so I fell on the floor, I was terribly light headed from the quick heavy gasping breaths I was doing.

I was a crumpled heap on the floor and the teacher was just standing there watching. I was like that for around 20 minutes, my hands were so weird, they were stuck closed. They were so numb and I couldn't open them and when I did it took so much force. They hurt for being squeezed shut when I had them limp.

I have at least 15 enemies.

I could hardly move and I managed to speak a little, I told the teacher to get out (so I could gather myself, as an introvert I calm down better alone or just with a close friend) but he refused.

He finally called in reinforcements (the two highschool counsellors and the three of them watched me through the door window instead of being in the room for me)

With not for*

I sat up slowly feeling terrible and light headed still. I put my stuff in my bag and dragged in near the door with my mouth before the female student counsellor walked in and I stopped and pressed myself against the wall, she soon got it and walked out.

I grabbed my bag and struggled to my feet and walked out of the classroom, into my teachers office because I had to talk to him (the three people were forcing me to) and I sat facing the wall as I talked as K suck at those conversations and tear up.

So I was walked down to the front office and sat next to the junior school counselor's room and waited for my dad to come pick me up

I read while I waited and that properly calmed me down. Well thats the end of what happened.