I grew up with divorced parents. They separated when I was only 2 years old. I was not old enough to understand what was going on. By the age of 5 I began to come to the realization that my parents were no longer together. I knew they would never be together again, and I was right. By the age of 6, I began living with my mom. I loved every second of this time because I was much closer to my mom than I was my dad. All throughout my childhood there was a constant custody battle over me that lasted a total of 10 years. My mornings consisted of me being shuffled between my mom’s house and my dad’s. I primarily lived with my mom until the age of 8. When I was 8 I was tore out of mother’s arms and forced to live with my dad, and he had gained primary …show more content…
It started mainly in middle school. I was the small, short kid who was always picked on because of his size. I also had a very high voice, and this certainly did not help. I was bullied nearly every day and this certainly took a blow to my self esteem. At, first I let every single little word get to me. I knew my reaction was only fueling their fire. I soon figured out how to stop the bullies. I took away what they thrived off of. They thrived off of knowing that the things they did hurt me. I finally did something that changed it all, and they finally left me alone as a result of this. I decided not to react anymore to their insults, and this took away their power they had over me. I knew they were only insulting me because they were insecure about themselves as people. I learned to ignore the words that I heard. I knew what they were saying was not true. I rose above the pain of being bullied. I surrounded myself with friends that shared my interests. I thought positively, not negatively. I stopped dwelling on the past. I let all that pain go, and I moved on. I did not let the pain of being bullied define who I was. Once I stopped letting the bullies bother me, I started to enjoy school immensely more. I have always taken school very seriously. I have always cared about my grades. I have always strived for nothing less than perfection. I have held a 4.5 GPA for four consecutive years. All of this was possible because I let all that pain …show more content…
Every single experience in my life has made me stronger. I have been through pain, abuse, and sorrow. It has all made me stronger. These experiences have hardened me. They have molded me into the man I am today. I do not show my emotions as much as I used to, which this probably is not a good thing. I also became a pessimist as a result of all these experiences. I used to be an optimist. I used to recognize the good in everything. Regardless of what happened, everything does happen for a reason. I hold this statement true and I always have. I am becoming a strong individual who has seen it all. I have been through every unpleasant experience possible. I have been a very lucky individual, because through all of the pain I have gone through in my life I have never gone through it alone. I have always had someone there to get me through it. Whether it was a good friend, parent, or any other person. People have always told me I have a bright future ahead of me, and that I am academically gifted. My parents say they do not know where my profound intelligence came from, because they always have, said “we are not smart, your intelligence is a gift from God”. I have great ambitions in my life. I want to obtain a master’s degree in computer science and work in the technology field. I will stop at nothing to achieve the goals I have set for myself. Like I said I never give up. I never gave up when learning how to ride a bike,
As a small 5th grader not much sense came out of my parents divorce. Lots of confusion mixed in with an underlying sadness that I was too shy to show because I couldn’t stand the thought of making my mother cry. But it hurt. I took these emotions and bottled them up hopes that things would go back to normal
Have you or someone you know been bullied? Your answer is probably yes. So was Jodee Blanco, the author of Please Stop Laughing At Me… One Woman’s Emotional Story. Starting in 5th grade up until high school graduation, she was tormented by her classmates, getting little or no help from authority. Even her parents began to believe it was her fault. She understands what it feels like to be bullied and wrote the book as something other victims can relate to. She also wrote it to show people how bad bullying really is and get them to understand that it shouldn’t be dismissed as a normal part of growing up and allowed to happen. Something should be done to prevent kids from going through this. That is her main point in this book. The main idea of this book is Ms. Blanco sharing her experiences experiences of being bullied through much of her adolescent life to show people the horrors of bullying and that it shouldn't be allowed to continue.
Whoever may been a victim of bullying or are the bullies was once a kid and they believed in something with all their heart, maybe it was that they didn’t like how smart you are, your clothes, or how you talk. It’s how they feel towards you to make them not like you. And they use to have friends, friends they can hang out with, talk to and just be these themselves with, but when they started being bullied for being different they’re friends not hanging out with, talking to them and don’t want to be friends with them because they’re afraid to get bullied just like just like that person. And it’s hard for people like that to survival if they’re just getting picked on by students or adults. You think “it’s just a phase, they’ll come out of it” or “they just need to talk to people to get them to notice them”, but it’s not that it’s they don’t feel like they fit in with everyone because everyone is very different form them and when they try to talk to people they
The things that impact you can be bad or good, depending on your situation and how severe they were to you personally. I’ve been through many hardships and great things. Things like, being beaten as a child, raped, enduring racism, placed into the system and taken back out after a year or so, dropped out of college, overall failed at life so far; Went to a job where I worked hard, learned things about life, working hard, and that you can get more out of life if you want it, you can get more, you can be more, that there is an upside to every bad situation, and that other people are just that, real people. These things that have happened to me personally have shaped a lot of my personality and my outlook on life. Things that make you realize that other people go through events and have issues I believe are the things that make you an adult. This event for me was when I was working at EPB and really went through life every day with people of so many different ages and seeing the very real things that trouble them and let them enjoy things. This comradery as well as a want for everyone around you to be better and do better made me realize that everyone is going through the constant struggle I was. It wasn’t anything incredible or anything that made me realize it, but it changes everything on how you look at things and how you take in how other people act. I believe that
That experience basically instilled in me that no matter how good things are going it could change in an instant. I also stopped taking the small things in my life for granted. I live by the phrase, “It could always be worse”. It helps me stay positive in even the most stressful situations. Things don’t affect me like they used to because I can have that positive perception of just about any problem I
I can barely recall my childhood, one of the few things I can remember about it were the sounds of arguing and quarrels that went on between my parents. At that time, the words didn't seem to make sense but I was old enough to figure out that something was wrong and they were unhappy with each other. I often noticed my father sleeping outside his bedroom, on the couch. It
For me, it was very hard having my parents divorce, but I think it helped me become the person I am today. Even though I know that it was better for my parents to no longer be together, it still hurt me. I am not very close with my mother and that is why I partially blame my parents divorce on her. Me not being close to her affects me everyday. As a result of my parents divorcing, it has caused me a lot of emotional trauma for the past four years.
My parents were separated and then divorced when I was young. My mom was always stressed out with the workload that she took on, so there really no surprise to the way she reacted when something tragic happened. In July of 2011 my uncle, my mom's brother, passed away.
When someone breaks you down over time, telling you you are worthless, pathetic, stupid, ugly, retarded, fat, loser, ect; one may start to think that all this is true. Demeanor changes, the child starts to feel low, and thinks they aren 't good enough. I should know, being bullied wasn 't fun. Being ridiculed for things on a daily basis. Being called names, being hit, degraded is never easy. I started feeling down, I had major depression and anxiety issues. I suffered from migraines for 10-12 hours a day and awful stomach pains every single day for almost two years. My grades started to suffer because I couldn 't concentrate, I was becoming less social and sitting at home more watching the television instead of going outside and having fun. Why? Because I was afraid someone was going to say something to bring me down; and instead of letting them have that chance even more then they already did I decided to slowly decline my way of life. Telling someone that you are bullied isn 't easy; at least for me it wasn 't. You feel so pathetic that you allow someone to treat you so poorly for no good reason. Being bullied ISN 'T an option. You don 't choose if you are bullied or not, and frankly I didn 't choose to be hated for no reason. These other kids in the world didn 't choose to be bullied either and their bully shouldn 't just be treated with a slap on the
Becoming the person I am today wasn't easy especially because I was never like this, I was usually that kid who sat by themselves would not socialize and avoid everyone. Because from elementary school all the way till 8th grade I was bullied by people who just wanted to bother me for the heck of it. I can’t explain that inner feeling from inside when you hear people say horrible stuff to you. To me this famous quote “stick and stones may break my bones but words will never hurt me”, was a lie and it did hurt. One spring evening after a difficult day of school in elementary school, I was chased home by a group of kids that have been pushing me around, name calling, taking my stuff and humiliated me from the past months. I never grew the strength to stand up to those people because I was afraid of them hitting me afraid if they will spread rumors. Thank god when I graduated 5th grade I thought finally i will leave and never see those idiots ever in my life sadly when I entered middle school some of those kids entered the same school I was in and it kept on the harassment the name call...
During my childhood, I went through a lot of bullying incidents. The tormenters called me “chicken; because I am thin. I stared at a mirror and asked myself “who am I?” that’s a moment that I was genuinely scared for myself. How can I solve the bullying problem on my own? Being bullied is a problem that I want to solve, but I don’t know how. I realized that I focused
The lessons you learn as a kid change tremendously as you get older and figure out what kind of person you want to be individually. In my life I’ve been bullied for different things. It definitely changed my life and made me look at the world in a different way. What are these kids doing with their life that they feel the need to put someone else down? It could be anything from school, family problems, and friends.
I was so self-conscious and honestly never thought much of myself; all I knew were the negatives. But I was always nice to everyone though, that was an important thing to me. I believed that if I was nice eventually they would stop with the bullying; this is something I would always say to myself to keep my hopes up. I was surprised though when I began high school; it felt as if everyone had totally forgot about how they would pick on me, it took all this for me to finally realize that I shouldn’t have let that happen to me. It was Friday, December 21, 2012 that I was lying in my room going through my thoughts that I finally asked myself why I don’t feel confident. It was the day I realized that I’m gorgeous, intelligent, and wise and that I shouldn’t think any less and if that anybody had anything to say otherwise I wouldn’t care. It took me all those years of bullying to finally feel genuinely happy, and secure with who I am now and to finally rip that mask off and embrace me. I thank my bullies actually because without them Chisom Stella Okafor wouldn’t be like
But there are some I shall refer to. For the “parents” or “teachers” who believe that bullying is there to make someone stronger or more emotionally fit. For the “Kids” who believe that bullying is a day to day normal thing. For the “victims” who believe Bullying will make you strong, well let me say, it will not. For instance, Adults who say it will make One stronger, It is opposing my view because I would rather want it to stop it than to let it be a ongoing issue in society. As for Kids who think it’s good to be bullied and to experience the whole reality, it goes against my belief because these are opinions about you in a negative way. Victims who also believe that this is a way to become stronger, is opposing my view as well since they 're willing to accept this act as a part of their life and to make an excuse for themselves for not stopping it. Now, where’s the evidence of the solution? there is none unfortunately, Bullying is too big and vast to even say if there is a solution to it. There’s one but that takes time, risks, and avoidance. It’s called Moving on, this may be difficult when you 're a kid, but time is as big as something you pretty much look up to. Pretty much the strong willed will be able to go through this, but what about the weak willed ones? We may not know this because bullying is a vague topic to discuss. It’s critical to even state that
Remaining a constant victim to bullying for 11 years significantly affected how I viewed myself and others around me. To most I wasn’t worth giving more than a single glance. I had a gap between my two front teeth, which was a primary target of ridicule. My clothes were “nice”, but they weren’t by the designer label everyone else was wearing. Not only did I dress and look ugly, I was also a black girl- a lighter skinned