Monday, March 28, 2011
Childhood Snippets, Day 1 : Bullied
Ever since I was a small child, I had dreams. Big dreams, at that. My dream was not to grow up and become a blogger among my peers, an admired YouTuber, or even a recognized scholar. My dream was to get through the day.
To keep breathing, keep loving, and keep opening my little heart to whatever I had to deal with the next time I woke up on a lazy, rainy morning in Washington state. I am here to confirm what many new readers might not have suspected: I spent a good percentage of my life belittled, hurt, and bullied.
Whether it was my crooked teeth, ugly, chunky glasses, or apparently "annoying" or "clingy" antics, some kid always had something mean to say. What that kid didn't understand? I suffered from GAD. GAD doesn't define me, but it makes up a great deal of who I am today. Regardless of how you come off or who you are, no individual deserves to "shake off" the insults, or take the punches.
Bullying is never O.K., nor tolerable, but it is what made me unstoppablekatya. An awkward, dorky, loving, sensitive, and DREAMING young woman. While I never forget, I understand my bullies were my inferior, and that I can learn to forgive, with time and grace.
Thank you, dear bully, for forcing me to recognize myself, be myself, and relish within myself. My dreams now are to enter an elite college, discover further passions, and help kids who hold the same dream I did many years ago.
This blog post is a part of the mini-series "Childhood Snippets"
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