My story. Why I am like this

Let me tell you the story of my life. Many may see that they are not alone. Many may think that I want attention.
But the truth is that I want you to imagine you were me. Try to look at the world trough my eyes. Then you might see why people commit suicide.

I was born and raised in a quiet neighborhood. Not many children to play with. At the age of 5, I became a victim of bullies. Mocked me because I couldn't count and do the math they could. What did they expect of a 5 year old girl? I couldn't know as much as 3rd or 4th graders!
That was the year I started wondering if there was something wrong with me.
At the age of six, I became a 1st-grader. So exited to get some friends. But reality is cruel. The girls laughed at me, and spoke of me behind my back. To them, everything I did was stypid and dumb. Some of the boys became my friends.
A year went by, and I became 7. 2nd grade were even worse. The girls became more speculated. If I wanted to play with them, I couldn't be anything I wanted. They descided what I would be and do. When I got home, I looked at my self in the mirror and wondered if there was something wrong with they way I looked. Maybe that's why they were so mean to me.
3rd grade. Something changed. My brother became a 1st grader. Poor kid. He has Tourettes syndrom. Makes noises and movements that he can't control. The kids started bullying him as well as me. I tried to tell the teachers what the other kids were doing. I was told to fix it, because he was my little brother.
4th grade. My last year at that school. I was the best in every subject at school. The bullying were the same as before. I felt so alone.
At the age of 10, my class were transferred to a bigger school. 5th grade had begun, and the start of a true Hell. I have always been alittle different because I am not as feminin as girls "should" be. I were bullied for how I dresses, walked, talked and looked. A couple of 7th graders bullied me because in their mind, I was a Same (they are the natives of the northern Nordic countries).I could cry myself to sleep at night and I became suicidal and depressed. I gave my mom all the sharp things I had in my room, 'cause I feared I would take my own life. She became terrifyed and a shrink started to evaluate me after a week or two. They wanted to see if I had ADD or Tourettes. She said that I was totally healthy and that I only wanted attention since my brother just had gotten the diagnosis of Tourettes (he got that in 2nd grade). I felt rejected by the medical system. I had told them about my suicidal thoughts in hope of getting some help... It never happened.
6th grade went like 5th. I were at the edge of killing my self. I didn't want to live. Every time I looked myself in the mirror, all I saw was an ugly, overweight, miserable and worthless girl. I had two or three friends, but my mind were broken. Shattered into a millon pieces.
In 7th grade, I cut my hair short and then I became bullied for that. They just wouldn't stop. That was the third year of depression and suicidalness.
8th grade. I became the girlfriend of a guy that would turn out to be an abusive ass and a cheater. For ten months I tolerated being called a whore, being hit and mentally abused. I were still bullied, and could cry myself to sleep.
9th grade. I finally got rid of that douchebag I used to call my boyfriend. And I finally found someone who believed me when I told about my mental state. That must be the happiest moment of my life! Finally, after 4 years of pain and misery, someone believed me. The woman was shocked when I told her that I had been like that since 5th grade and that I already then had told about my problems. She actually was kinda furious.
Now, I am a 10th grader. I've been in the mentalcare system for over a year now. I am starting to get better, and the bullies have stopped. I feel that I've lost my childhood to the bullies. I have always been older in my mind than in my body. I don't feel like I got the chance to be a child. But the worst part is that I always had to manage on my own. This have made me to the person I am today. I am always so tense and rarely realx. I don't get new friends wery often 'cause I am usually mean to people I've just met. I am mean 'cause I am protecting myself. I have just began the path to a good life.
But someday, I'll lay all of this behind me and create a new life. I'll cange my name, delete my facebook account and move far away of this place. I'll become the person I really am.
Me...