shirt: thrifted (the limited), jeans: kohls, shoes: famous footwear, earrings: the limited, necklace: nana, bracelet: az humane society
*This is not a pity party, this is me talking real, because real things happen*
I’ve never been one who has had a lot of friends.
In fact, in high school I didn’t really have a specific group of friends that I hung out with.
I was more of the floater friend.
Lets call it an acquaintance.
I was friendly with everyone, but I was never really included in “group things”.
There was one specific time when I was younger, about 12, I had just moved to a different house so everything was different for me.
I was in a new school, church, and neighborhood.
I didn’t know anyone.
There was a time when I was invited over to a friends house for a sleepover.
During the sleep over the girls were being so nice to me and talking to me and including me in everything.
It was so nice!
The next day at church I went up to the girls to talk to them and they completely ignored me.
I thought it seemed weird so I talked to the girl who I was closer with to ask her what was going on.
She told me that the girls weren’t being my friends, they were making fun of me and being sarcastic about being my friend.
My heart sunk.
I never had been a receiver of bullying,
(well there was a time in kindergarten where a boy pulled a chair out from under me as I was sitting down.)
but I knew it was real.
These girls were the true mean girls.
This is where the 12 year old me started questioning things.
In my old ward the girls were so nice, they included me in everything so it was surprising to me that church girls could be so mean.
To this day I don’t talk to those girls, I don’t know where they are, but I know that they continued to be bullies.
I write this post because
bullying is real.
It’s out there and so many people are victims of it.
It makes me sad to see children commit suicide because they are always teased.
If only they had a friend who really cared and treated them the way they should be treated.
More stories on bullying later, trust me, this was only the beginning for me.
Have you ever stood up for someone who was bullied?
Were you bullied when you were younger?