I don’t know if there are any young people following this blog who are being bullied —


Whether it is because of how you look, who you like, your taste in music, hobbies, or anything (like embarrassing a bully who was picking on your friend and ticking him off like I did).

I want you to know that I know the pain of being bullied.  I was horribly bullied by my entire grade in junior high.   People I had known since I was in first grade or earlier.  I felt like I had no one.  It was awful.

I’m not going to tell you that I grew up and everything became easy and perfect for me, because life isn’t just like the movies.

However, I have developed tight friendships with people who would put themselves in harms way for me if it meant protecting me.  People with just a look know how I feel and seem to have the perfect response.  People who I call immediately when bad things happen — who celebrate the smallest bits of excitement that I have.

But, I know that alone feeling.  I know that feeling of, “I just have to make it through this year and leave these jerks behind forever. ” I know the feeling of “not sure I can handle it anymore.”

I wish I had told my parents sooner.  It would have been much better for me.

But I didn’t.  I thought it would make it worse.

So, if you’re out there — I hope you have parents as wonderful as mine who would do anything for you.  And I hope you tell them.  But if you don’t tell them, if they aren’t people who would understand — I want you to know that I am here for you.   This Tumblr community is here for you.   

There is so much in the future.  So much better than this.  I don’t want you to miss it.



About Janet Morris

I'm from Huntsville, Alabama. I've got as many college credits as a doctorate candidate, and the GPA of some of them, too. I have a boss by the name of Amy Pond. She's a dachshund. My parents both grew up in Alabama.