My Bully and Me

When enough time has ticked away and there’s a safe distance in the rear-view mirror, it can become easier to admit things that are more embarrassing or uncomfortable about one’s past. If there are scars, they become less necessary to hide. Time does that. In fact, there’s a certain sense of pride that comes from having gone through some experiences that didn’t break you. Perhaps they haven’t made you stronger either, but at least they made you who you are. And you’re more willing to accept that.

Many children are bullied when they are young, this is nothing new. Countless statistics account for it. And we can often differentiate who was bullied and who did the bullying based on the behavior of some adults—today.

It is probably fair to say that I did not escape this rite of passage. Not physically, nor verbally, and certainly not emotionally. Being desperate to fit in is pretty much a guarantee that you won’t. Especially when you’re someone who can’t help but stick out. Having moved aro…