Bullies suck! I'm going to type out my story. I don't know if your son can relate. I can't promise it will help. But maybe he can, and maybe it will.
When I was in Jr. High, I was very shy and geeky. Kids were cruel then too. They used to tease me- steal my books and hide them, call me nasty words, even spit on me. I remember riding the bus home and fighting back tears, racing to the shower to wash away the spit and wishing I never had to climb back out. One boy was the worst, though. He was quite popular, so I was caught off guard when he asked me out. Red-faced, I told him no, thank you. My parents wouldn't let me date at 13. He kept asking me, over and over. I was pretty sure it was just another cruel joke, and then one afternoon he called me and said that if I didn't go out with him, he was going to kill himself. I didn't know what to do, so I put my mom on the phone. He hung up. The next day, the boy wasn't in class. The bell rang, and I started to feel sick to my stomach. As the minutes crawled by, I started to cry. What if... it wasn't a joke? A few minutes later, tears were streaming down my face. And then the door opened, and the boy walked in, right up to my desk and said in a voice loud enough for the whole class to hear, "You're such an ugly b****, I wouldn't go out with you if you were the only girl in the world!" and then high fived his friends and they all started snickering. The teacher wasn't in the room, and there was no way I would've said anything anyway. Instead I just put my face down on my desk and tried to be invisible.
That boy's words haunted me for years. I struggled with my self-esteem. I always believed I was ugly. No one would ever love me- no one ever could. I hated myself. By the time I was 15, I was suicidal. I thought about it. Every day. By that point, the jeers had stopped. I had friends. I did all sorts of extra-curricular things. But inside my head, I still felt like I was ugly and worthless and alone, and I just wanted it all to end.
My little sister saved my life. She was 10 years younger than me, just 5 years old. On the worst night of my life, she walked in my bedroom. She saw me crying, and climbed into my lap and put her little arms around my neck and said, "Please don't cry. I love you. It's ok, I love you."
And then I couldn't do it. I couldn't hurt her like that. Or my mom, or my dad, or my brother, or my other sister. I just held her tight and cried until I ran out of tears.
It hasn't always been easy. Like everyone, I've had ups and downs. Like everyone, I've made mistakes. Sometimes, I let that little voice in my head get to me more that I should. BUT... I have such an amazing life, full of friends and family, adventure, laughter, and love. I am thankful every day that I didn't throw it all away over hateful words from insecure children.
This part is directly to your son:
There is so much amazing to discover in this world. Never let anyone pull you down, and never EVER stop believing in yourself and following your dreams. You can be greater than anyone who ever tries to bring you down, I promise!
With MUCH love and empathy,
Leigh Ann aka mysty
Game Producer at Cartoon Network
CEO of Mystflame Studios
Extraordinary Genius ;)
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