Sitting here bored tonight, I decided to share something about my past most of you may or may not know about. PART 1: I was always the short skinny kid growing up. I was quiet, kept to myself, and only had a handful of friends. I was a victim to bullying for the way I looked. Who could blame them? I only broke the 5 ft mark going into high school and broke the 100 pound mark upon graduating. I guess it was too easy. Experiencing something like that changes you to the point where you want to run and hide and never come out. You forget who you are because all you know is fear and disrespect. Of course, its only natural to keep your feelings hidden, but at the same time put on a smile and continue on like nothing every happened. Battling to fit in, to be one of the boys, to be someone people would talk to, I started to hang out with the wrong people. People who I thought were my friends I started getting in trouble, and started to stand out for all the wrong reasons.
Posted on: Thu, 30 Jan 2014 08:18:27 +0000