As stated in Part 1, suicide not only cheats you out of all the great possibilities ahead of you, it hurts the people who love you, and gives your bully the final say over you. Today, I’d like to expand on who you let have say over you.
It’s not what anyone calls you or say to you. It’s what you answer to. Your life does not depend on who does or who does not like you. Neither does it depend on who hates you.
Almost five years ago, I went to my twenty-fifth class reunion, where I got to see about thirty classmates, most of whom either bullied me or sold me out at some point when we were in school together. Although the vast many of them have grown up and become decent people, there were still several who, after all these years, still held resentment and contempt.
Although, they never came out and said anything (for fear of exposing themselves), I could clearly see the blatant disdain in their eyes, their facial expressions and in their body language. One woman- a grown woman in her forties, went as far as to threw a dig while sitting right beside me at a meeting a month prior to the reunion.
How did I respond, you’re wondering? With a smile, of course, before receiving a genuine hug from another classmate in the room.
More mature and far stronger than I was in high school, I could have fired an evil shot of my own back at her. But why would I? Rather than waste the energy on her, I gracefully blew her off, giving only more proof to my understanding that there are, believe it or not, adolescents over the age of forty out there. Age does not equal maturity.
I was the adult, and she was the petty high school girl looking for someone to bully to make herself feel more important. I take great pride in myself for responding to such immature ugliness with class. And I had an awesome time at the reunion! I continued to be my authentic self. I socialized and danced! I let my hair down, let myself shine, and ended up being very glad I went!
What I didn’t do was let a few nasties spoil the reunion for me.
The bullying didn’t stop at graduation twenty-five years ago.
The point to this story is that all through life, you will encounter ignorant and unpleasant people. I want to prepare you for this.
You must learn to let the ignorance of small-minded people roll off your back. There will always be people who won’t approve of you. But remember. It’s their issue, not yours. If it isn’t you, it will be someone else. Don’t take what they say and do as truth about yourself. Never allow yourself to be sucked into thinking that there is something wrong with you just because people refuse to see your worth. Again, the problem is theirs, not yours.
They may call you the foulest, most horrible names in the English language. So what? It doesn’t mean that you are what they say. Remember that bullies are liars! You are strong, resilient, determined, intelligent, and they don’t like it because it reminds them of what they aren’t!
Refuse to let them bring you down! Never give anyone the power to determine how you feel about yourself. Never let them decide if you have fun or what mood you should be in. And never give them the power to cause you to end your own life.
You don’t want to miss out on beautiful life events which are waiting for you. And you don’t want to miss how truly pathetic some of them will act at your high school reunion. It’ll be quite entertaining.
Okay, all jokes aside, you can have a great future ahead no matter your age, your station in life and how people receive you. As long as your alive, there’s always a chance that everything will get better. Don’t stop believing it.
(To be continued)