Dear My High School Bully,
You know how everyone says they "hated high school," but they miss it when it's over? Well, you're the reason I actually did hate high school. From the first day of freshman year up until graduation day, the last time I was in that building. This letter is not written out of anger, sadness, or even revenge, so please do not take it that way.
Did you know that I didn't think I was ugly, fat, or stupid until I met you? Funny enough though, your name calling gave me the strength to stand up for myself and others, and forced me to learn to love myself, whatever it took. Although it was never your intention, you molded me into the better and stronger person I am today.
So thank you, for all the days I went home crying and looked into the mirror and hated what I saw. I kept looking until I saw something I loved. Now, I love everything about myself and the person I've become. I'm no longer that quiet girl you used to use as your entertainment.
Thank you, for all the times you pushed me around, because now no one does that to me and gets away with it. I no longer accept things that I do not deserve, like I used too.
Thank you, for all the times you talked boys out of going out with me, because it made me have higher standards for whom I associate with. You taught me that boys can't be stolen from you if they don't want to be. Also, no one wants a boy that can be stolen so easily anyway.
Thank you, for belittling me in public and spreading ridiculous and vicious lies about me that my peers were stupid enough to believe. Now, I couldn't care less of what people thought or said about me, because I was forced to not care in school. I no longer feed into petty gossip, because I can say firsthand that it's all bullshit.
Thank you, for always being such a mean and awful person, every single day. You're the reason I go out of my way to help those in need. I never want anyone to feel so low that they feel the need to put someone else down.
Thank you, for coming up with many different and creative insults towards me, because it gave me thick skin, and now the little things don't bother me. I also have a good laugh sometimes, too. I actually sit there and laugh when I think about the crazy things you came up with.
I'm not saying you're the reason the way I am. Obviously, that isn't true. There were so many other, and more significant things in my life that molded me into the person writing this. I'm saying, you put me in situations that gave me a strength I didn't even know I had, and for that, I thank you. Thank you for showing me the kind of person I never hope to be, and for being the kind of person I devote my time to trying to help. I wish you the best. I really do, and I hope you don't feel the need to do these things anymore. I hope that you're out there finding your hidden strengths and bettering yourself as a person as well.
From,
That Not-So-Shy Anymore Girl From Your High School
