I was about 5 or 6 when I started gaining weight. By the time I was in first grade I was very big. I was part of the poor kids who didn't have the cool clothes or supply and I had free luches. I was a major Tom boy and didn't like fixing my hair or dressing up. These are just a few of the reasons I was teased. From 1st grade untill 9th grade I was a victim of bullying. I heard everything from fatty fatty to by 4 to countless smelly jokes and the all to popular your momma jokes. When I was 12 we moved about 10 miles north of where I had lived my whole life. It just so happened it would put me in a new school district. I felt I would be going into 7th grade with a fresh start. My mom had married a my step dad and now that there was more income I was able to by some not all new clothes. I even I got a pair of nikes and some Tommy hillfiger jeans. I thought for sure I would make friends this year. The first day of school was ok. I wasn't teased but I also didn't make any friends. As the week went on I got worried. Then about the middle of the week I made a friend Ashley Then another Mathal and I gained there friends to. Now none of us were popular so to speak. I was still teased daily. Mostly about my size and my clothes. Even when I bought the name brand stuff it wasn't considered cool. To this day I don't know why I could wear the same thing as the popular kids and it was reason to tease me but it was. By the 8th grade I excepted I was just not going to be a cool kid. So I made my new friends the focus of my life pretty much. I even met a guy who I would later in life get engaged to. And we became the best of friends and still are very close in our hearts. But the teasing still hurt. In the 9th grade about half way threw I decided it wasn't going to effect the rest of my life and I stopped listening of course I heard it but the less it effected me on the outside the less it happened. By the time the 9th grade was over I had some pretty "COOL" friends. I switched crowds because I changed schools and I was excepted in a cooler crowd. And by the summers end I was not the most popular kid but I would be well known and not teased. I wouldn't consider mepopular or unpopular. I was myself and it worked for me. I quite buying cool clothes and bought ones I liked I stopped doing things that were cool and did things I found fun instead I went where I wanted and said what I wanted and Noone said anything bad about it. In fact they totally excepted me for me. I was now in high school had my first boyfriend and lots of friends. But now I'm grown 31 almost 32 and you know who means the most ( other than my family) those original friends Ashley and math all who loved me for me even when I wasn't cool. There still my besties. Along with a few others I met a log the way like Kim Kat and Heather. These people are the ones you'll remember the most.
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