Many have fallen by the edge of the sword, but many more have fallen by the tongue. Blessed is one who has been sheltered from it, and has not experienced its fury.
I'm now a crone. Great word for a woman of a certain age. Look it up to really appreciate the meaning. There was a time when becoming a crone was a great honour, a place of importance in the community.
I have become a friend of another crone, Barbara Kay. Through our email and Facebook friendship I discovered that we've led parallel lives. Amongst other things, we both discovered our voices as crones in our 60s. And we've both been graced with an audience. Barbara is celebrating her 10th anniversary as a columnist at the National Post. I have the pleasure of writing for the Canadian magazine Convivium: Faith in our Common Life, The Times of Israel, and of course, Huffington Post.
I received an email one day from Barbara about the need to develop a thick skin when one writes for the public. There is no age limit on bullying.
When I was eight-years-old I was bullied by my public school principal, Mr. Salmon. Can't forget him. I was sent to his office for using rude language. I'd never heard the words that he accused me of saying. I just remember looking up-way up-he seemed at least 10 feet tall. He had his hands on my shoulders shaking me, telling me that if I didn't admit to the "crime" I would be suspended. That was enough to for me. I plead guilty because I wanted to go home. People will admit to many things when afraid. Bullies know that.
I have been bullied on line and it brought back memories of Grade 3. Trust me when I tell you that it doesn't take much to inflict pain on most human beings. We can't always avoid the pain, but we can control our reaction.
Too often I've read of young people who've been beaten down by on-line bullying. They read the hurtful comments over and over. I have found myself pulled to those mean-spirited comments, too-like a magnetic field I cannot break. Reading nasty comments about yourself hurts you. Sadly, those of us who live with depression have greater difficulty turning off the comments. You cannot control what is written about you, or said about you but you can and must control your response. Don't look and don't listen. Yes, easier said than done, at any age.
Bullies want to scare you and define you; tell you who you are often before you even know yourself; describe you before you get a chance to become you. Like negative political ads. Attack, attack, attack.
I've been called callous, dogmatic, and narrow minded. I've been told my opinion for humankind is sorely deluded and my religion is based on fear. I've even been told my religious affiliation. Apparently I'm a right-wing social conservative, tea-party Christian who enjoys watching people suffer. I read,
I hope when she is sick and getting ready to go to her god this chaplain suffers a long and painful death w/o compassion and care. She only wants to judge others and call them awful names in the name of her God.
And my favourite: "I wish this woman would stick to cleaning teeth and preaching to the mentally incompetent. Just because you can blog, doesn't mean you should."
Ad hominem, personal attacks on one's character add nothing to the conversation but can do a great deal of damage to one's self-esteem. We need to accept that just as no one gives us self-esteem; no one can take it away. We develop self-esteem by doing, by succeeding. We lose self-esteem, not because someone takes it away, but because we let it go-we let bullies, frightened little people, many of them, today, lacking any courage of their convictions, hiding behind screen names on-line, convince us that there's something wrong with us and somehow we end up giving away pieces of ourselves.
Don't give them the satisfaction. Remember no one can take away your self. You can lose an arm or a leg, but the self remains whole.
The journey of becoming human includes finding your own voice, your own sense of self. Find your voice, your voices. Hang out with people that are like you, no matter how odd you think you might be there is someone out there a lot like you, looking for you, too.
Remember, you're not alone in your fears and anxieties. Trust me, we've all been there. Some people just hide it better than others. Some people "find" themselves sooner (I'm still searching. I hope my search doesn't end until I take my last breath). Some people just seem more self-confident. They act more self-confident. But, we all need community. We were never meant to live alone, hidden away, dwelling in silence. Those self-confident people tend to be surrounded by others-perhaps that feeds their sense of self.
Your interests will change over time. I hated English throughout my years at school, including university when I was forced to take a course even though I took sciences my first time through. When you find something you like, be passionate about it. Trust that inner voice. And if you are teased about being different, or called a nerd, be proud; some of the greatest people in the world, the greatest movers and shakers were "nerds" and rather odd. Einstein, Michelangelo, Leonardo da Vinci, Van Gogh. Stephen Spielberg, Bill Gates, Steve Jobs, Mark Zuckerburg, and my favourite -- Temple Grandin; a remarkable woman with autism who revolutionized cattle farming.
Not everyone can be part of the choir. There are the few who are different and become soloists. How dismal and dull the world would be without the different, the odd, the unusual.
Winston Churchill wrote: "You have enemies? Good. That means you have stood up for something in your life." Bullies don't stand up for anything. They tear down. They covet. They do that to fill their empty spaces while those who are bullied are seeking something and often that something is different from the every day.
When you get bullied, know that you touched a nerve. While you think of yourself as weak, there is something strong about you that frightens the bully. Hold on to that.
Then, do as God said to Abraham and Sarah -- go forth, and do and become.
Often bullied about his lisp and his big ears, Michael Phelps said in an interview, "It's kind of crazy. When I do go up around where I used to live [in Baltimore], you still see the same people who were picking on me. They're still around, busing tables or whatever, probably still acting the same way. They'll try to talk to me and I'm thinking, 'Yeah, why are talking to me now? You were picking on me then.'" Yahoo Sports
"I'd come back [to school] from Europe and I looked like a clown compared to the cool way the other students looked and dressed. So I got my ass whooped a little bit… Kids are mean, and the sad thing is that I can still remember the first and last names of every one of those kids who were mean to me!"
"I was bullied and it's hard, you feel like high school's never going to be over. It's four years of your life and you just have to remember the person picking on you has their own problems and their own issues," Megan Fox told E! News.
"I grew up in Tennessee, and if you didn't play football, you were a sissy. I got slurs all the time because I was in music and art . . . I was an outcast in a lot of ways . . . but everything that you get picked on for or you feel makes you weird is essentially what's going to make you sexy as an adult." From an interview on Ellen
"These were big, tough girls, I was scrawny and short. They were fully capable of doing me bodily harm. They shoved me in. I was trapped. I banged on the door until my fists hurt. Nobody came. I spent what felt like an hour in there, waiting for someone to rescue me, wondering how my life had gotten so messed up..." From her memoir, Miles To Go
“People called me Olive Oyl, Lightbulb Head, and Fivehead, because my forehead was so big.” From an interview with GQ
"I got beaten up by a lot of people when I was younger. I was a bit of an idiot, but I always thought the assaults were unprovoked. It was after I first started acting and I liked to behave like an actor, or how I thought an actor was supposed to be, and that apparently provoked a lot of people into hitting me." Parade Magazine
"They were literally picking things up out of the puddles and throwing them at me, and I just stood there, on my own. No one was with me. I didn't have any friends. People would push me around, say they were going to beat me up after school, chase me. It was miserable, my whole schooling, miserable. I tried to be friends with people, but I didn't fit in. So I kept myself to myself." From an interview with Elle Magazine
Growing up, Rihanna was teased—to the point of fist fights—for having paler skin than her peers."I was cultured in a very 'black' way. But when I got to school I'm being called 'white'...they would look at me, and they would curse me out. I didn't understand." From an interview with Allure Magazine
"I was bullied so badly my dad used to have to walk me into school so I didn't get attacked. I'd eat my lunch in the nurses' office so I didn't have to sit with the other girls. Apart from my being mixed race, my parents didn't have money so I never had the cute clothes or the cool back pack," Jessica Alba told the Daily Mirror.
“I was very tiny... I spent most of my time stuffed into lockers. Thank god for cell phones, or I’d still be in there.” At a New Yorker Festival discussion
In his book Private Parts, Howard Stern wrote, "A fat neighborhood kid named Johnny, who used to blow his nose into his Italian ices then eat them with a wooden spoon, used to beat me up so regularly that my parents made me go to judo school to learn to defend myself."
“I had the worst high school experience ever. I went to a very mean school and was bullied like crazy… If I could go back and tell my 14-year-old self anything it would be, ‘Don’t worry. You’re going to be doing exactly what you want to be doing and those people who are a***holes now are still going to be a***holes in 20 years. So let it go!’" From an interview with the UK Mirror
"I took a beating from several boys for years. They put me through hell, punching and kicking me all the time," Bale told People Magazine. Then he added: "If you can face the bullying at school and come through it stronger, that is a lesson for life." Via BBC News
"I became a victim of bullying. I was a gawky, skinny girl with big teeth and that made me an easy target. I had two bullies and they tortured me all through junior high school," Eva Mendes tells UK's Daily Mail.
“I changed schools a lot when I was in elementary school because some girls were mean… They were less mean in middle school, because I was doing all right, although this one girl gave me invitations to hand out to her birthday party that I wasn’t invited to… Don’t worry about the bitches — that could be a good motto, because you come across people like that throughout your life.” The Sun
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