I was bullied...
Today I am pouring my heart out with Shell and her link up... Pour Your Heart Out. I was bullied as a kid. Now let me elaborate on that fact. "I was bullied" is an all-encompassing statement. I was called names like: Casper the UGLY Ghost. In fact, there is a tanning salon close by me that makes a reference to "ghosts" which I find thoroughly offensive. I had mean girls touch my hair and sing, "My Dog has fleas!" I had my backpack/purse moved from my seat to across the room. I had mud thrown at me, I was spit at, I was called "pizza face" due to my acne. This is me at 17.... Now, by age 17 most if not all of the teasing and bullying had finally ceased. I was six feet tall. I think kids were afraid I would beat the snot out of them. However, the damage was done. Words leave horrible deep scars for years. That girl smiling so nice in that picture felt ugly and fat. Yep. In light of the most recent shooting at S