We had something come up recently, due to that situation I’d like to share a little bit of my story.
I lived outside a little town called Browerville in Minnesota. I grew up poor, and we didn’t have much. Due to this, I was bullied my whole time in school. Called names, kicked, hit, spit on, told i was stupid, told I was so fat couldn’t fit through a door, or chair, stunk, they made sounds and act as if the floor was shaking when I walk down the hall.
I shut down, quit talking, taking care of myself, as there was nothing I could do that made it better, no matter how hard I tried.
To this day, it still affects me (I’m crying just writing this), and I still hear those same people saying those things to me. It has taken me a long time to realize they were wrong. Wrong for doing that, wrong about who I am.
Moving out here in the middle of the desert, living off-grid in the West. Where law is very limited. I have learned to stand up for myself, that money, material things, beliefs, sexuality mean nothing. What is important is respect.
Respect people for who they are, let them make their own choices without ridicule. To live how they choose to live.
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