I would say I’m sorry, but that wouldn’t mean much. The scars of bullying don’t go away with the words, “I’m sorry.”
I was bullied for 8 years of my life. Eight years of my life where I saw no hope for a brighter future. Eight years of my life where I wished I could be invisible day in and day out. I struggled with having no self-esteem, but eventually, I came out of that experience stronger. I started writing The Survival Guide to Bullying when I was 16 to help other kids and heal my own wounds, but now that my book is out in the world, I keep getting asked the same puzzling question over and over.
“Why would anyone bully you? You’re so beautiful.”
Positive comments are nice, but I can’t help but feel frustrated by this question. I started getting bullied in the third grade because I had a lisp. But the bullying didn’t stop there. It only escalated. Soon, I began to be bullied for my appearance, my weight, my personality, and literally every single thing that made me me.
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