I remember when I was younger walking down the aisle of my Junior High School. One girl named Cheryl would stand being Debbie and let me tell you! They scared the Hell out of me. Cheryl was not a person you would want to contend with. Debbie was about a foot shorter, and she was someone that you SERIOUSLY did not want to contend with. Cheryl, I believe, was Debbie’s increased percentage of intimidation and ability to continue, what we call today, as bullying. I’m not sure, you be the judge. My mom would not let me wear jeans like all the other kids. I wore clothes mom made. Nice clothes. I liked them. But they were not anything like all the other kids wore.
In as such, I was threatened to be beaten up for being a fairy.
In hindsight, which we all know is known to be 20/20, I should have taken that as a compliment. I do now, but again 20/20. I wish had a better witt back then. I would have asked “who, in any right mind, would want to beat up a fairy???”
Today I can laugh about those two years of Junior High going through this every day. And I can smile more so remembering when the Vice Principle, upon my graduation, said he would miss me walking the halls always so beautifully dressed.
Reality check!! Looking back on that I believed him but as I got older, I thought it may have been a ploy to deviate my frustration and make me feel good. It worked.
I never bullied back. I think I am the opposite. Having been bullied, so to speak, I feel solace in hidding.
Lately I reconnected with my beautiful daughter.
Why does this match with this email? because she too was bullied about her weight as a child and never externatalized it to me. So much we miss when we are so focussed on the bully rather then people we love and care for, particular our self.
Nice!! This was one of the messages I got on my site. Well, Mr. Tom Jones, having quit bulimia, I think I am showing signs of actually not going that way. I don’t know who you are, and really maybe care because if you are sending out messages like this, it may well be that you are having issues yourself.
I will say, I was walking my dogs, after feeding my cats and hugging them, and learning about my new friend, a Betta fish that my daughter left with me with, which I took with love and happiness to learn more about, when I was thinking about this incredibly sad message you sent me.
Now, there is something not so sad, is that I have your IP address and I have a background in PI work so I have connections to find you to find out if you are actually the one that has suicidal tendencies.
I don’t take this kind of message lightly by the way. I don’t find this funny.. I don’t even find it offensive, I find it scary that a person would write this on a post of someone who is writing about recovery. I would worry more about you than me.
The beginning of an eating disorder is when a friend tells you you are fat. It is not there yet, because you are too young to understand the devastation of someone, and me it was my best friend, telling you “really, you weigh that much? you are fat”.
But really it was the adults who put us on a scale in front of everyone. And in my case is was Nuns!
I wish I had a friend to tell me to shed my socks and smile while being the same weight. Maybe things might have been different. Saying… is. … stop our children from finding out so young that they can be bullied about their weight. And this? was 45 years ago when I went through this. And we say it’s a new thing? NO. It has existed for years. But maybe Karen Carpenter was the first in 1980 to give us a glimpse of what was to come and still is. Break the chain……
Pink stands up for being beautiful.
Her songs inspire me. She has the wisdom of beauty. There should be no judging on her…. for her songs are all about not judging. That she should she should even have to speak up against the public who cannot see her beauty in all that she wears and all that she is and all that she represents is sad. I am proud she did, but it should not have been required. Pink … Pink as she is reflects the world of pink. Pink represents support. She stood up and did that. Pink doesn’t just stand up for being beautiful, she stands up for everything that is beautiful, and everything we have to fight against. And what I love is her “pink” is also a symbol of the fight against cancer. I believe she should be our advocate, and then even more so, the one that goes up and becomes President of the United States. Would love to see Pink as the first female President. She would be the most impressive, real, believable President of all. And if I were a U.S. citizen? I would vote for her!!! Brilliant woman.
And to AlessiaFran, I hope you don’t mind I posted this beautiful rendition of Pink. I just found it to be the most powerful of the message I was trying to convey. Beautiful work!! And would be a GREAT poster for Pink when she goes up against Hillary for Presidency. 🙂
Beautiful and Perfect!!!