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The Things That Follow You

Saturday, March 16, 2013

My treat for the end of the 30 day challenge maybe? Liquor filled chocolate covered strawberries? Hmmmm... Unless of course I could have them now and count it as fruit. Yummmm...



Day 15 stats - exercise - 15 minutes of yoga and weights, no soda pop and no white carbs
Weight lost 1 lb 1/2 inch lost



I was putting my hair in a pony tail today and I realized that it was a perfect example of how even small things can remain with a person. When I was in grade 6 the bullying was at it's worst. I had no confidence or self esteem left. I didn't trust anyone my own age because I had learned that friends could turn on you over night. I had long hair and usually wore it with the front pulled back. For some reason my enemies decided that it was worth laughing at and I can still remember the day I finally took my pony tail out at school, hoping, that just maybe it would make the teasing stop. It didn't.

I have never, ever put my hair up since then, that I don't think of that day. It might be fleetingly, but when I pull my hair back, even if it's just for a moment, I'm right back there. Vividly. My stomach has a momentarily sick feeling, just like it does as I'm typing this.



Yes, I've put the bullying behind me, but it follows me everywhere, and sometimes still taps me on the shoulder....

or pulls my pony tail.

Never ever underestimate the effects that your words and actions have. They can change the world, they can change a person. What kind of change do you want to make?


Namaste. CJ
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MOJO_RISIN 3/21/2013 9:59PM

    i have moments like that which stick with me too, taunts for greasy hair or sweaty-ness, and i toooootally think of those times when certain situations crop up to this day.

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KALIGIRL 3/17/2013 4:53PM

    Love your treat and thanks for the reminder about words...

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HIPPICHICK1 3/17/2013 11:09AM

    I really think that your reaction depends on how you think about something. With practise one can generate a different reaction to old hurts. Having compassion for my bullies never crossed my mind, but honestly when I think about my so-called best friend (who was also my bully - how twisted is *that*?) to have compassion for her actually makes sense and I understand why she bullied me. Her father was a roaring drunk. Her brothers were all criminals. Her only sister committed suicide and left two small children behind. Her oldest brother got very drunk one summer night, went for a swim and drowned. Her father finally stopped drinking by going to AA, but then her mother became a roaring drunk! I finally put a stop to our friendship one day when I was about 14 years old, but she is someone I will never forget and I will never forget how tough her life must have been with the family she had. That's where I find compassion for her - thinking about how awful it must have been to grow up in a crazy house with crazy-making people.
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JENNY160 3/16/2013 5:10PM

    It's weird how things follow you. And affect you. I was overweight, freckled, and red-headed. A triple target for sharp little elementary school barbs. Funny how the freckles and red hair became an asset later in life; however, the fat never did. I laughed with my stylist one day when I was telling her I used to hate my red hair because of the teasing, but now I PAY for it to cover my gray.

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MJREIMERS 3/16/2013 2:53PM

    I agree that words can hurt or heal. I think everyone is teased at some time in their lives, but bullying is going that step further! I was teased because I was "flat chested." (Like I could do something about that one.) Kids threw wood chips at me and called me a "carpenter's best friend." I also listened to country music and really didn't care what others thought. I guess that set me apart.

I think it made me a stronger person, but the memories do come back! It is strange how one never forgets! I also remember a boy sticking up for me on that same bus. I've been able to let him, and his wife, know that I still remember. He probably didn't, but it meant a lot to me.

Hang in there...and try wearing your hair in a ponytail as a way to show the world that "YOU ARE STRONG." emoticon

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DOKEYOKEY 3/16/2013 1:48PM

    First, I am so sorry that you were treated cruelly when you were young. I am sending healing thoughts to you in the hope that they somehow aid you in fully inhabiting all of your wonderful self.

Next, I want to thank you for sharing both your story and also the meme. I am teaching a community college class on persuasion and the topic of "politically correct" language came up last week. A number of students believed that they shouldn't have to bother with how they speak because "sticks and stones," and all of that.

I'm well aware that words *do* have an effect on others (and so should they, or else why would they take a class on persuasion?). In order to help them see that more clearly, I'm going to give them a chance to talk about this in a structured way next week. And I'm going to use your meme as a way to help them understand that.

So: Thank you for sharing -- and know that at least part of your pain may be transformed into greater understanding for others.

Namaste.


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