Friends, this was probably the hardest but easiest article I've written thus far. Words have hurt me in a deep way. I remember specific days vividly. I remember the way their faces looked as they spoke to me. They didn't care that calling me a name and harassing me was tearing me apart. I didn't realize that I could've stopped it. I let it continue. I allowed them to keep saying words that I would go home to and cry. I let them say words that questioned me to think if I was lovable. Those words defeated me for so many years. Eight years later, I'm still dealing with the pain that came from those people. Thankfully, I know those words do NOT define me. Those words that were purposefully meant to tear me down don't have enough power to hold me captive.
I want you to know, words and actions can hurt people more than you think. They lead someone to do the same to others. They don't mean to do it. Bullying is not cool. It's not fun to be the victim of it.
It's not fun to have people tormenting you every day. •
The words of my bullies are still engraved in my mind. Seeing something that reminds me of them causes every single moment of those days to flood my body with the pain I felt.
my bullies didn't win. they will never win. I have learned that my worth is not in their words or actions.
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