Diary of a self-proclaimed doormat

I was raised in a house where no matter who the adult was, no matter what you thought of them, they were still your superior and were to be respected. To some of the people on my swim team, the fact that I so blindly did whatever my coach asked me to do was seen as a form of brown-nosing, and I was doomed the moment he made me a captain.

Overcoming bullying

By Margot Tollefsen | gargoyle@flagler.edu

Laying my head in my hands, I stared out of my blank eyes into a screen filled with horror. I hear laughing from the other side of the computer, from girls I barely knew. I closed my eyes. I started to think my life would fall to pieces.