I was THAT kid

I was that kid.

You know, the one that was teased for being a little on the "chunky".

Yeah, I was that kid.

The one who was teased because I dressed a certain way. The one who was teased because my hair was cut differently. The one who was teased because of my last name.

I was that kid.

In high school, kids wrote on my locker with permanent markers. No one would talk to me. Or acknowledged me. Except if it was to tease me.

I learned at an early age what it felt like to be hated. To feel totally unwanted. Unimportant. I learned how cruel people really are.

They say high school is supposed to be the best years of your life....

They were wrong.

I was that kid.

The kid that questioned if my life was really worth living. The kid that that wondered if people would miss me if I was gone. That is a horrible feeling.

I was a kid that was bullied. That grew up to be an adult that was bullied. Instead of surrounding myself with people who loved me. I chose the guys who would rather use me as a punching bag, physically and emotionally. I was bullied. That defined who I was.

I was that kid who turned into that adult.

Bullying is an epidemic. An epidemic that kills. Can you imagine being bullied to the point where you want to take your own life?

It doesn't have to be that way. If you are being bullied, know that there is help.  There are people who geuninely care about you as a person.

It shouldn't matter how much money you have, what kind of clothes you wear, or how much you weigh. You are beautiful. Just the way you are.

I was that kid. I am now that adult. The one who wants people being bullied to know that they aren't alone. I want them to know that they are beautiful people who have a lot to offer the world.

Hold your head high. Believe in yourself. And most of all remember....

You are not alone