The Names You Call Me Only Make Me Stronger

The Names You Call Me Only Make Me Stronger

Words hurt, people are mean, and bullies suck.

Fat. Cankles. Ugly. Nerd. Freckle-Face. Ginger. Slut. Jesus-Freak. Rich. Annoying. Stupid. Weird.

Words hurt. People are mean. Bullies suck.

Growing up, I definitely did not receive the award for being the cutest or prettiest girl in school, or at least it didn't feel like it. I had short red hair, a face full of freckles, braces, and overly large feet. People called me names. "freckle-face" and "ginger" were words I heard daily. After school I would come home crying to my mom. She tried to help. She told me I was beautiful. She said the people calling me names were just mean. I wanted to believe her, but I couldn't. I felt ugly, defeated, and alone.

Words hurt. People are mean. Bullies suck.

In high school, things were different, but they weren't necessarily better. Yes, I had more confidence, but I still wasn't genuinely happy. Because I live on a farm, I was considered rich. Because I spoke openly about my love for God, I was considered a "Jesus-Freak". I was hurt, angry, and alone.

Words hurt. People are mean. Bullies suck.

In college, I gained weight. People noticed. Some called me fat, others made fun of my "cankles". When I looked in the mirror, I saw a sad girl who believed in the hurtful words others said about her. I felt disgusted, unconfident, and again, alone.

Words hurt. People are mean. Bullies suck.

So what.

A few months ago something clicked inside of me. I'm not sure what it was or why it took so long, but it did. One morning I woke up, looked in the mirror, and I realized I had to change. I could not continue to be this unconfident, depressed girl anymore. I didn't want to feel fat or ugly. I didn't want to feel alone. I want you to know that my mindset didn't change over night, it took months to get to the place I'm at right now, but let me tell you, I've never felt better.

For me it started on the outside, I joined Advocare and began to learn how to eat healthy and exercise properly. I met a community of wonderful people who helped me realize that these changes need to be for myself and only myself. As the weight came off, my confidence went up. I began to feel beautiful on the outside, which in turn, helped me to feel more confident on the inside.

Call me selfish. I'll tell you I finally have my priorities straight.

Call me a "ginger". I'll tell you my red hair is rare and beautiful and I will not change it.

Call me "freckle-face". I'll tell you I'm lucky because I've been kissed by angels thousands of times.

Call me a nerd. I'll happily go back to studying to better my future.

Call me a "Jesus-freak". I'll smile and tell you that Jesus loves you.

Call me weird. I'll tell you I'm just having fun.

Call me ugly. I'll tell you I'm beautiful.

Call me whatever you want, I don't care. I hate to burst your bubble, but your words don't hurt me anymore, they only make me stronger.

To the bullied: Show them that you are better. Show them that you are confident. Show them that you are stronger. Show them that you are not alone. Show them that the words they say about you don't define you, but empower you. Show them that bullies suck.

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I'm A Woman And You Can't Convince Me Breastfeeding In Public Is OK In 2019

Sorry, not sorry.


Lately, I have seen so many people going off on social media about how people shouldn't be upset with mothers breastfeeding in public. You know what? I disagree.

There's a huge difference between being modest while breastfeeding and just being straight up careless, trashy and disrespectful to those around you. Why don't you try popping out a boob without a baby attached to it and see how long it takes for you to get arrested for public indecency? Strange how that works, right?

So many people talking about it bring up the point of how we shouldn't "sexualize" breastfeeding and seeing a woman's breasts while doing so. Actually, all of these people are missing the point. It's not sexual, it's just purely immodest and disrespectful.

If you see a girl in a shirt cut too low, you call her a slut. If you see a celebrity post a nude photo, you call them immodest and a terrible role model. What makes you think that pulling out a breast in the middle of public is different, regardless of what you're doing with it?

If I'm eating in a restaurant, I would be disgusted if the person at the table next to me had their bare feet out while they were eating. It's just not appropriate. Neither is pulling out your breast for the entire general public to see.

Nobody asked you to put a blanket over your kid's head to feed them. Nobody asked you to go feed them in a dirty bathroom. But you don't need to basically be topless to feed your kid. Growing up, I watched my mom feed my younger siblings in public. She never shied away from it, but the way she did it was always tasteful and never drew attention. She would cover herself up while doing it. She would make sure that nothing inappropriate could be seen. She was lowkey about it.

Mindblowing, right? Wait, you can actually breastfeed in public and not have to show everyone what you're doing? What a revolutionary idea!

There is nothing wrong with feeding your baby. It's something you need to do, it's a part of life. But there is definitely something wrong with thinking it's fine to expose yourself to the entire world while doing it. Nobody wants to see it. Nobody cares if you're feeding your kid. Nobody cares if you're trying to make some sort of weird "feminist" statement by showing them your boobs.

Cover up. Be modest. Be mindful. Be respectful. Don't want to see my boobs? Good, I don't want to see yours either. Hard to believe, I know.

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Self-Reflection Is Always Beneficial

Always ask yourself how you can improve your life.


Self reflection is an important part of growing up. It is important to sit back and think about who you are and who you strive to be. I think that dwelling on the past too much can be extremely harmful, but that a little bit of reflecting on your past can be great.

Think about it, every choice you have made in your life so far has led to where you are now. Every single choice, no matter how small it may have seemed, has had a major impact on your entire life. The choices we make definitely change the path that we take.

Most likely, every friend you made changed your outlook something. Every place you went to will remain in your memories. Maybe you experienced something because of certain choices that led you to learn a valuable lesson.

Maybe those dreadful things of your past needed to happen to allow you to grow. No one deserves to hurt, but sometimes hurting then healing can be replenishing.

I think we should value our lives because they are so unique. No one on this earth will have had the same experiences you have. Even if someone was following you around 27/4 or was literally joined at the hip with you, they would not have the same life as you, because their thoughts would be different from yours and their perspective would be different as well.

You will never get the same day twice, so it is important to make every day the best you can make it. Try to laugh in stressful situations. Try to breathe when there seems to be no air left for you. It is vital to keep moving forward. If you look back, you'll trip on everything in front of you. Do not look into your past and examine your mistakes negatively. We grow from mistakes. We live and we learn. Use those mistakes as a study guide to become a better you. Use your past to your advantage and try to give yourself a better future.

It is important to know that life is a roller-coaster with twist and turns, peaks, and sudden drops that will make you feel sick to your stomach and scared for what's waiting at the bottom. But if you fear life, you will never enjoy the fun parts.

Look back and examine yourself but don't write a novel about your mistakes. Move past them and live a better life. Spread love, be kind, and be grateful for what you have overcome. Those hurdles you went through have only made you stronger.

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