Throughout my life I was called different names. They were so many, I can even put them in groups 😳:
- gorilla, monkey, bambo, n*** - because what? I’m not perfectly white as 99,9% of ppl in Poland with fair skin and blue/brown eyes?
- I don’t look like a woman/ more like a man - because what? I’m tall and don’t have a sweet Barbie face?
- I’m too fat / I’m too skinny, my nose is too big and should consider plastic surgery, I’m a monster (really?), I’m ugly.. (classy).
Most of these words hit me years ago, but the point is still valid. I’m not saying we should pay compliments every 5 mins, but wtf is wrong with you ppl. If you don’t like me or someone else, don’t look at us. Pick someone else or look at yourselves. Or simply SHUT UP! Words hurt you know? Yeah, I considered suicide at 16. Yeah, I hated myself for many years. Yeah, I never looked in the mirror with someone else in the room. Yeah, I used to put 0 at the end of my passwords, as I was this zero and it was easy for me to remember. But yeah, my wounds healed 100%. Call me ugly now and I will burst out with laughter. But many people don’t have enough power to recover from this pain. Would you take responsibility for their suffering?
I’ve learned, that literally no one can hurt us without our permission. But if we can be whatever we want to be in this f*ucked up world, why can’t we be kind? Is it too much to ask? Btw I’m awesome.