The boy you punched in the hall today, Committed suicide a few minutes ago.
That girl you called a slut in class today, she's a virgin.
The boy you called lame, He has to work every night to support his family.
That girl you pushed down the other day is already being abused at home.
You think you know them.
Guess what, YOU DON'T!
Re-post if you are against bullying.
I bet lots of you won't.
Repost this if you're one of those with a heart and will to do so.
Bullying is just shit!
So my favorite lil furry brother posted this today and it reminded me of a few things. All the times I've been bullied in school and such. I don't hold a grudge for any of my bullies because, and this may sound like one of those idiot kid lines but I feel sorry for them at this point. Most of them will end up in prison or gangs or just unaccepted and discarded eventually.
But my bullies were for the usual reason that gay kids are picked on. From about age 11 and on I knew I was gay. I probably knew before that but had no clue how to describe it. Either way I was under the impression my parents would murder me or punt my butt to the streets the second they found out. I was waaaaaaaaaaaay wrong of course, apparently my parents knew far before I did. I guess playing with barbie dolls at 8 kinda gives it away huh? o.o;
Well around high school I lost the ability to blend I guess you could say. Being thrown into one of the tougher schools in my area didn't help either. Having people constantly throwing things at me day in and day out. Hearing the word fag being thrown at me left write and center when I had done nothing openly gay. It proved too much for me early on and I ended up acting out in class. I was a relatively intelligent kid. I had an IQ of 132 from middle school testing. I loved learning too, give me information once and it stayed in my head permanently. But....when your teacher refuses to acknowledge other kids bullying you in their classroom?
I did the usual stuff, stopped doing homework. Started disrupting class to try and fit with the other kids doing so. Nothing worked. I eventually lost it and sat in class one day staring at a kid who had thrown a book at me outside of class. My thumbnail was digging into the back of my hand until it began to bleed. I guess blood is noticeable though because the teacher in my room offered to let me go to the nurse. I refused and spent the rest of the day carving a perpendicular line into my hand to make a cross. It got people to leave me alone.
No one wants to mess with a kid they think is going to stab them in the eye. Didn't bode well for me. Neither did retaliating. Gave a kid an excuse to beat the snot out of me. So yeah. I was one of the bullied kids. Soapbox moment here though, it gets better. Anyone out there who gets picked on and the whole nine yards. The adult world is far better. You don't have assholes pushing you down to feel better about themselves. You have authoritative figures that will actually believe you when you call them over with a bruised face and a broken spirit that won't just say, "I didn't see it so I can't punish them for it." No, none of the bullshit teachers who let bullying happen because they didn't see it.
Time to stop the self righteous banter and get back to the point. End bullying people. If not for yourselves then for the next generation. Before they get broken and battered like the rest of us. I may not have had someone willing to stand up for me when I was being called a fag but dammit all I hope my nephews and niece can someday.
And with that I leave you with some songs.