I, like many people, was bullied when I was younger in school. When you are young, bullying covers a wide spectrum. Pushing and tripping to name calling. Mine was usually verbal bullying, about my weight, my curly hair, my glasses. Basically anything they could make fun of. Even my freckles. As we grew up, it transitioned to cyber bulling. They started leaving hurtful comments on your profile pictures or subtweeting you.

During my senior year of high school, I was just so over the drama and gossip that filled the hallways and social media platforms. People crowded around the open lockers like they needed to block all of the lies from escaping. I was sick of hearing about intentionally excluding people from prom groups, disgust about who asked who to the dance, the relationship triangles that were filled with drama and tears, who got rejected from the college of their dreams or how a sophomore took a senior's starting position on the softball team.

I was exhausted of being the quiet bystander. I was tired of people talking behind my back when I wasn't there to defend myself. I was drained from girls backstabbing their "friends" over something so juvenile. We were going to be starting college in a few short months and we were tearing people down over their lunch table decisions. I couldn't take it anymore. This is when my sarcasm surfaced.

I started responding sarcastically when someone asked what was wrong. When someone asked if I was going to workout, because they thought I needed it, I had a witty comeback. Although this has gotten me in trouble more than a few times, it is still, and will always be my defense mechanism. I don't deal with shit from anyone and I'm completely ok with serving a funny, witty or sarcastic response (#sorrynotsorry).