This post is inspired by a young man who is shaking up the world, Jamey Rodemeyer. I first read about him the other day while on my Role-play account on Facebook (yes I role play... deal with it) and his story touched my heart as well as the heart of my friends and those closest to me. The following post is dedicated to his memory and seeks to reach out to others like Jamie and myself.
If there is one thing in this world I cannot stand is bullies. I was bullied horrifically as a child all the way into my college experience. That’s right; I was bullied from 1st grade all the way to today during my senior year of college. It started out from one scrawny red headed girl in my 1st grade class who thought it was funny that I couldn’t tell time on a regular clock (it always had to be digital) and that I couldn’t tie my shoes. Little did she know I was dyslexic, so it took me forever to learn to do those things, but to her they were easy ways to get people to stop picking on her for her red hair and knobby knees? So she turned friends against me, calling me stupid. Next thing I knew I went through Elementary school with No friends.
Middle school didn’t make things better, I was miserable because I was the one who was teased for various things and to make it worse I ate all the time, Food became my only friend and so obviously I got fat, Another thing for them to pick on. I also ended up wearing glasses and getting injured during soccer so I walked with a limp. I was teased horribly for this.
In the seventh grade, earlier mentioned Red head thought it would be funny to make the biggest black girl in my class think I had talked smack about her mother. Of course anyone who knew me would have known that now shy and overly quiet me would be the last person to say something but she believed the other girl and so I got my ass kicked. Almost every day in gym I got my ass kicked in the locker room, my throat squeezed my things trashed until I eventually started skipping school. The teachers wouldn’t have that and so it was eventually brought to light in the principal’s office, though at first he thought I was lying. He was black as well and a known racist against whites.
Suddenly High school came and here I was in a new School, A new time and a chance to make things better. WRONG. I was fat, had zits, and walked with a limp and I was a prime target. I was picked on again, even by teachers. It was at this time I developed an eating disorder. Freshmen year, being told (in nicer words) that I was too fat to be in the show choir and too clumsy I was majorly depressed. I started cutting as well and attempted to kill myself once. The razor wasn’t sharp enough and I chickened out at the tail end but I tried it. Things where dark all four years though nobody noticed, I kept it hidden by making great grades and dropping tons of weight (thanks to bulimia) as well as starting a job.
Now I am in college and sadly (because things never change) I am still bullied; only now it’s the age of cyber bullies. Cyber bullies make my skin crawl on many levels, mainly because they are punks. If you don’t have the balls to say what you have to say to my face, then you’re not worth my time so doesn’t waste yours by posting that you want me ingest massive amounts of rat poison.
4 years of college later (and yeah I’m still going, mainly cause I got sidetracked by the bully’s) and I have learned something. It NEVER goes away but it DOES get better. Why? I’ll tell you
People will NEVER change; there will always be people who don’t like you for some reason. If bullies can happen at my 11, ooo a semester Christian college and not stop then they will be everywhere in the world and not stop. BUT don’t get discouraged. You are glorious, you are kind and good and amazing. And individual piece of art created to do something amazing.
One day you will grow out of being fat or ugly but bullies will never stop being bullies. They just won’t, and that is sad. Not for you but for them. They will never get to know the truly amazing person you are. And you are an amazing person. Bullies have something wrong with them, you’re not the problem. The problem is within them. Your frighten them. Be it because you are talented or smart or pretty, you have something they lack and it eats them up inside but that is NOT your problem. It is theirs. Don’t let them get you down, they are not worth it.