I am sitting here with tears. Falling hard. Onto this stupid keyboard. But I have a message for you. The parent of a future adult. The parent of a bully. Yes. You. And you might not even have a clue that this bully is right under your nose.
We all need to wake up. We are all aware of the bullies, the harassers. It is all over the news. Possibly even in the Whitehouse. Let me share with you a little story involving a beautiful young girl, whose beauty comes from inside. At fifteen. Although she also has an exterior that matches what I see when I hear her speak.
She showed me a picture a boy had given her yesterday. It was addressed to her, and also said “MY BEST FRIEND”. She barely knows this boy. Yet he wrote “MY BEST FRIEND”.
It was a picture of a half sad/ half happy face. The sentence on the bottom read “Hello, I’m so happy today! I’m fine. Now, highlight the first H E L with a red pencil and the first P and then next M and last E. All in red. All the other letters are in pencil.
She didn’t notice this sentence was a code. But I did. I immediately pointed it out to her and she started crying. She said she was just nice to him because nobody else talks to him. And they tease her about walking with him or talking to him. Asking her why she want’s to talk to him. He has broken and missing teeth. And apparently a broken and missing supply of people his age who care. This fifteen year old is my daughter. And she has always been taught that beauty comes from the inside. I have talked to her about this her whole life. Partially because even in kindergarten kids made fun of her. She has a birthmark on her face. And its barely noticeable, even quite quirky cute, yet she had an issue with this at a young age and asked me for bare minerals when she saw the commercial in kindergarten. I always told her it was her angel kiss. Others told her differently. A boy told her flat out “you have an ugly face with that thing on it”.
The bullies. Even at that young age. The bullies were winning. They still are.
Are you really educating your children to be kind, humble compassionate humans? You might think that you are, but obviously some are slipping through the cracks.
My daughter actually still gets made fun of sometimes. People have teased her for her clothes. Which by the way are not hoodies and jeans everyday. Or her eyeglasses. Which were picked out of the modern “California collection”. See. She’s not overweight. Her teeth are pretty perfectly straight. Her clothes are very stylish, jumpsuits and dresses handpicked by me (and I have style…lol). She is blonde. Big green eyes. Freckles. Average grade B brain. She is hit on by boys daily, so I think she’s somewhat appealing. Yet, she is still made to feel small. Low. Ugly. Depressed. And then she cries for a boy who she worries might hurt himself. I can proudly say I am NOT RAISING A BULLY! Are you sure you can?
Wake up parents. Kids are hurting out there. Even if you don’t tell them. My child talks to me about her issues. I assure her it is the hardest journey of her life, being a teenager, and that I barely survived. I had issues that I told nobody about. I even took a bic razor and tried to “shave” my wrist at 14 because of the way I was treated on my bus. And I say shaved because I had no clue how to use the actual razor to kill myself. Thank GOD. But bullying and hurting are still running rampant. And you can’t ignore it even if you think it is not affecting your life. Chances are, it is. Somehow. However small. Someone you know directly or indirectly is probably hurting.
Talk to them. Teach them to care. Everyone seems to care so much about the president or Bill O’Reilly or dogs, and in the meantime the youth of this world are not being taught properly how to just be a decent homo sapien. Open your eyes.
I have to end this now. And make the choice of calling the school to try to get help for this poor boy who obviously wants help or he wouldn’t have written it in red.
Smile at someone today. You might save their life. And if you have a child, or many, please work on them so they aren’t douchebags to others.
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