You know, for the majority of my life, I was bullied. I was the fat, weird, ugly girl that everyone sneered at. I was the girl that guys would ask out, and then completely laugh in your face when you believed them. My life was a living hell because of bullies, and I had absolutely no one to confide in. I was so depressed I couldn’t move some days. I mean, you’re supposed to have God, but He didn’t help me back then.
I’m 17 years old, and I’m pretty now, I guess. I lost a lot of weight, and I basically stopped caring about how others treated me. I have an amazing boyfriend who loves me a lot. I still struggle with my past transgressions, and I often relapse. My relationship with God has changed, and the relationship I had with Him has diminished even more so.
I am not someone people walk all over anymore. I don’t take crap from people anymore, nor do I let their significant height over me cause me to become petrified. That being said, I have a fucking problem with people who think it’s okay to send others to deal with their problems with me. I am not a scary person, nor do I get Freshmen to do my dirty work. You’ve got a problem with me? You talk to me about it.
Today, for the first time in a very, very long time, someone tried to start a fight with me. And I don’t even know this person, but she’s friends with my boyfriend’s ex (there’s still drama going on with that, don’t even ask, it’s so stupid). And I understand that I’m not going to be liked because I “stole” another girl’s boyfriend, but to instigate a fight? When I don’t even know what I did, besides walk away from her and her stupid, catty group of friends when they were bothering both my boyfriend and I? Yeah, I’m sure that’s called for.
I’m not dealing with it. That’s not what I’m here for. I have better things to do besides worry about whether someone likes me or not. Please provide a better use of your time and energy, because, trust me, I’m just not worth it.