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my little brother goes to 2nd grade. he’s so young. recently he’s been having problems with bullying. he would refuse to leave his room, a few days spent not going to school at all, a few days of being late a noticiable amount of time. it has been going on a few weeks. tonight i had the chance to talk to him. we talked a good 30 minutes at least. at first, he was all fun and distracted, but as time went by, he got more serious. he understood everything i said. from what he told me, he hadn’t done anything wrong. no talking back, no hitting or fighting back. he told me he would just walk away from the situation. i find it a good solution. he told me that the 3 boys that have been bullying him don’t just target him. they’ve done it to some other classmates and 1st graders too. turns out they’ve always been up to something, just that recently it started to bother my brother, it had become a bit more serious. this all is a backstory.
to me it’s so sad that a young boy like him, said to me that he hates his life. i didn’t even think about hating my life until like a year ago. he’s too young for this yet. and he hates school. again. too young. i’m honestly scared for his future, because it will not get easier. life’s gonna be life and bring challenges. i don’t want him to become depressed. i don’t want him to become like that. he’s too young. and for this moment, my parents are having a problem with their child not wanting to school because some other parents don’t know how to raise their *** children. is it really that hard to be a parent? well, maybe. fine. i’ll believe that. but, it can’t be that hard either. if you can’t take care of a kid don’t *** get a kid. we don’t need more trouble making people to the world. raise your *** children. listen. talk. teach. learn. you call yourself a parent, live up to that *** title then.