I was just 8 years old. I was studying at uni. It was my neighbour. Every single day. It was relentless. Two boys would push me around at school. They would mock me. They would call me a freak. She’d often say mean, spiteful things. The manager would scream at you in front of everyone. This darkness would just, overwhelm me. It takes you to a very lonely place. You contemplate the worst. When my mum realised something was wrong, she took me to the Headmaster. Between them they had told me to stand up for myself. My son persuaded me to speak to the neighbour about the bullying. Turns out, her mum had recently died. She was just taking it out on me. My brother had gone through a similar situation and gave me the confidence to return to work and speak to HR. He reminded me that I wasn’t alone. Don’t be afraid to speak up. Nothing will change until you change it. Be brave and tell someone. Bullying doesn’t only happen at school. I wish I realised what was happening to me at work, was bullying too. It’s nothing to be ashamed of. Accept help when it’s offered to you. There were plenty of times when I didn’t, but when I did it changed everything.