Thursday, August 9, 2012

“Sticks and stones may break my bones…..”

           Today I decided to write my blog about bullying. When you hear the word “bully”, you typically think of a school yard full of 10-13 year olds and a dorky, skinny, acne faced kid getting picked on and teased…no? Or maybe you think of the chubby “band geek” who doesn’t fit in with all the cool cheerleaders or football players. Am I right? You know I am. You’ve seen it happen. You’ve witnessed it for sure. Well, it’s sad to say, but bullying is something that unfortunately doesn’t stop when kids grow out of their awkward, scrawny, zit faced stage. Real bullies, I’m talking about genuine mean spirited people, don’t stop for anything or anyone. They are on a mission, a mission to cut you down to nothing. This is because in all honesty, they are at rock bottom and want to see the happiest and healthiest of people sink right down to their sad, lonely level… and BOOM!, just like that, these bullies can make that happen. There’s good news though, you don’t have to let them win. You can outshine all of their dull, gray, dark dust that they are trying to cover you with. You just have to learn how.

            The reason I’m writing this post is because I have been a victim of bullying. Yes, people in their 20’s still get bullied. The immaturity never stops. It was just a couple of days ago, this past Monday in fact. Some asshole decided to broadcast to the Facebook world that he basically doesn’t like my face. He thinks I’m ugly. He likes my body though, as if that makes his comment any better. Anyhow, this idiot decided to comment on a picture I posted. Then he decided to send me these ridiculously immature messages about how I need to be “cut down a bit” and how I “need to stop trying to prove to the world, including myself, how “hot” I am.”  Ok first of all, I could not care less what this jerk thinks of me, never mind the fact that I have probably never even made eye contact with or spoken to this fool ever in my life. I’m not even sure why we were Facebook friends in the first place. Second of all, I have no idea why randomly out of the blue, he decided to start picking on me. I find that super sketchy and creepy by the way. Third of all, it almost bothered me for about 2 seconds, and then I got over it. I sat down at my desk and literally laughed out loud. Then, I looked in the mirror and reminded myself that not everyone has to think I’m pretty. Not everyone sees the world through the same eyes. (He clearly needs his checked though.… ha-ha, juuuuuuust kidding)  Anyhow, I find it incredibly humorous how people have nothing better to do with their lives than to pick on others and try to belittle them. Guess what, sucker? That doesn’t work for me. Bullying doesn’t live in my world. In fact, it made me want to keep posting more pictures of myself, and my friends, and pictures of what matters to me because there are people out there who love me, love my photos, and love what I love. If you don’t, who cares? Not me. Go bring your negativity somewhere else. It sure as heck doesn’t belong on my Facebook page, and that’s why I deleted your sorry ass.

             I want all of you to think after you read this post. Think about what I’m saying. Bullies are always going to be bullies until they can rise above their sad, dark, lonely worlds. Most likely they are only picking on you because a) they're jealous of you, b) they hate themselves, and they are projecting it out onto you, or c) they're just a depressing mass of bones and skin with no heart and feelings. Don't let them get to you. Bullying doesn’t have to live in your world either, but it’s a two way street. It’s the old golden rule: treat others the way you want to be treated. Be kind to everyone you meet, because you never know what kind of battle they may be fighting. You never know how much your words could affect someone. Don’t try to make anyone feel inadequate. Try to enhance their charm. Everyone is different with different tastes and beliefs. Tell someone you like their dress, or their jewelry, or their hat. Hell, even if you hate it, wouldn’t it be worth it to see them smile? (Note: this doesn’t mean that I’m lying if you see me tomorrow and I tell you I like your shirt. I’m just trying to get my point across, k?) Tell someone they did an awesome job at work. Tell them you appreciate them. Compliment people.
               From now on, please try to wake up each morning and remember that you are beautiful. There’s no one else in the world that can be you. How awesome is that? Let yourself shine! Make yourself known. Don’t ever let anyone make you feel like you aren’t worth it because believe me, you most definitely are. When you finally come to that realization (which I’m sure a lot of you have already), I want to see you post hundreds of photos of yourself on Facebook. Weed out the people in your life who bring you down. Surround yourself with those who lift you up and encourage you to be your best self. Let people be proud of you, and be proud of yourself! If someone hates on you, let them. That’s why there’s that little old “delete friend” button at the bottom of the page. This works both on Facebook, and in real life too.
Peace & love,