When I entered 6th grade, I experienced the WORST bullying I have ever experienced in my life. My dad passed on a gene, an awful gene to me. I had a severe underbite but I never realized how bad it was until 8th graders bullied me to the point I was afraid to to go to school. I would do anything to skip school, faking sick, crying, and etc. People at school would stick out their bottom jaw and be like, “Hey look at me! I’m Darby and nobody likes me!”
It b r o k e me. The bullying did not stop for years, then in my 8th grade year I met this boy I thought I loved, and he said he loved me. We dated until I entered my freshman, and the bullying had died down a bit but in high school it worsened. I had faith, I had friends who supported me, I had a boyfriend who loved me. Or he supposedly did. One day I heard a rumor that my boyfriend, he had been making fun of me behind my back. About my underbite (at that point it was worse, I had grown) I asked him if it was true, he admitted it was. I couldn’t stop crying for days. My self esteem was destroyed.
My friends supported me through my low self esteem, my depression, my bitching. Eventually it got better and I got my surgery a year ago, my jaw was fixed so I wouldn’t get TMJ. (Temporomandibular joint disorder) and the bullying stopped, the boys who made fun of me started to hit on me. I felt like everything was fake, why were people like this?
Until I met a boy. He became one of my closest friend. I was deaf and he was hearing, he have never judged me. He confessed his feelings for me, and I liked him too. But I thought this “What if he’ve met me before i got my surgery? Would he still be my friend?” so I showed him a picture of me before my surgery and asked him if he’d still like me if I was like this.
He said “it doesn’t matter if you’re deaf, you’re just like everybody else, why would I treat you any differently? If you hadn’t gotten your surgery, I wouldn’t care because you shine with your personality all the same. You were beautiful, and you still are.”
with those words, he boosted my self esteem. I have my best friend, Maggie to thank. She have been there through everything with me, no matter how sad I got, no matter how bitchy I got, she was there for me. Always.
Don’t hate yourself, you are b e a u t i f u l. Everybody is perfect in their own way. Why are they any uglier? It does not matter if you’re a size 15, or a size 0, or if you are blind, or if you are deaf, or if you are in a wheelchair, or if you are black. You should not be treated any differently, no matter what. Pick your true friends, they will be there for you, no matter what. Be YOU.
BE BRAVE! JOIN THE REVOLUTION!
And you try to figure out who smoked it.