For a lot of you out there, you may have had a similar experience to me in your pre-college years. There are a select few moments that stick with you for the rest of your life. There were some words that will never really leave me alone and there are some vague memories that haunt me. Now let me clarify, I was not bullied, but I did have some bad moments. This is my open letter to all those people who make up some of the horrible memories that I have.
One of the first memories that pop into my mind is of junior high.
Some of you may remember that stupid game where you would write someone's name on a person's palm and a time of their knuckles. If the person looked at their palm before the time then they had to ask that person out. Well, most people put someone they thought was weird or ugly. I had it happen to me twice and at the time, it was the worse feeling in the world.
Feeling like everyone saw me that way and I know did not dress that great or look that great, but I still think to this day that's how everyone sees me.
So thanks, because you may not know it but that memory has stayed with me even now.
I had other similar experiences throughout my school years of people making fun of me in passing or comparing me to my twin. I got a lot of "my sister's the pretty, cool, fun one." It is so hurtful and no one thought anything of it. So thanks to all of those people who decided that I was the lesser one. Not like I didn't already know that, or wish every day that I would wake up and magically be more pretty, cool and fun.
The worst one though is the kid from my drama class in high school because now that is the first memory I have when thinking about high school. There were two Megans in my class. I and another kid mutually did not like one another. Well, he decided how to differentiate between us I would be the "ugly Megan."
The worst part was that my best friend at the time didn't think anything of it.
She said well you two don't get along and kind of laughed it off. It was a joke. Well, thanks because now when I look at myself I still hear "the ugly Megan." So thanks to the kid who thought it was a good joke.
Four years of water polo, wonderful friends but I remember "ugly Megan" first.
There are so many more moments, but I just want to say thanks because now I am slowly getting over all of that. A lot of the kids that did those things probably have never thought anything of it. It sucks you did those things but you know what thank you. Thank you for shaping me into the marvelous person I am today. I hope if your reading this you learn just how much those so-called jokes can hurt.