The kids were so mean. They called me 'gay' and other names like that. They told me to go die in a hole and that nobody would love me, that I would die alone. They told me I was worthless. I was diagnosed with depression and tried to self-harm. 

At first when people found out I was bisexual, they just thought I was in denial about being gay. I started to like another boy around my age. It wasn't easy... he didn't want anything to do with me and didn't want to talk to me after finding out that I liked him. That was the hardest part. Luckily I've had very supportive friends, but my family still don't know. 

She made me feel bad in every way possible. She even turned everyone against me - all the people I used to call my friends became my enemies! I hated my life and wanted to kill myself. It took some time, but I finally went to the school counsellor who told me about Kids Helpline.

It's really difficult to talk about, especially if you aren't heterosexual. At school, I could never get changed in front of other girls without getting really nervous. I distanced myself from other people because I was worried about what they would say. My father thought I was lying and just trying to be 'cool'.

They took my happiness away and made me feel like I was small and insignificant. People always tried to tell me that it would get better, that there was a light at the end of the tunnel. But I never believed them – instead, I always believed the people that threw words at me like they didn’t hurt.

It started with negative thoughts about me. I felt like I had no way out. Every time I tried to talk to my friends, I felt ignored. My friend and family had no idea I was suffering. I was self-harming at the time as well. I felt worthless and unloved. I sought counselling soon afterwards and felt better every time I went there.