Yes, to you
That's right, I'm thanking you. I, the girl you had tormented for little to no reason, am being the bigger person and thanking you for all the harm you've caused me.
Thank you for all of those times that you decided to make my life a living nightmare. The times you singled me out in front of everyone. Thank you for calling me those nasty names, I know they don't define me. Oh, how could I forget the times you decided to push me around in the halls or lied about me? Thank you for that, too.
Remember that time you got your whole family in on the bullying? My family stood behind me and told me to be strong. Even after all of those things, I have remained soft and loving.
You see, If you hadn't decided to make your words cut instead of heal, I wouldn't have learned to never treat someone that way. I learned, from you, that just because someone is different it doesn't mean its okay to hurt them. I appreciate it all because it forced me to find my inner strength, and I thank you because you saved my life.
At one point, I was done with everything. You thought you finally had gotten to me, but that wasn't it. I was done with low-self esteem and with letting others hurt me. I was saying I was done with the old me. Because of you, I am stronger, kinder, wiser and more compassionate than I ever was before. When you look back, I want you to know that you built me up, and failed to break me down.
I hope that one day you find it easy to be kind, easy to be compassionate and caring. I hope that one day you realize there's more to life than words.