I learned that people who sometimes smile in your face are your worst critics. Best thing I learned is never let what they think bother you. Doesn't matter what you do, you can't change them. Give them back their hatred and it only justifies their feelings of ill will towards you.that's true... I felt like an outcast, then came to find out later people just thought I was a stuck up bitch.
some things never change...
I don't hang around bad people. I didn't fit in with the cool kids because I wasn't one of them. Making fun of or picking on other kids bothered me.
Friend of mine was a a band-geek. This one kid liked shoving smaller kids into lockers and he tried it on my friend. My friend kicked him in the nuts......It was so cool. It was so funny seeing this bully laying on the floor grasping at his nads while writhing in pain. Classic.
When I was in Jr. High and High School, I just wanted to be around people that I felt comfortable and natural with. Not having to watch what I say, wear etc. I'm still like that, but like you said, you just have to "be" and people will like you or not.... many times not in my case .... which is okay (now) .... when you don't fit people's perceptions of what they think you should be, it throws them off and they don't know what to do with that, so they avoid you.
I never wanted to see anyone hurting. I figure people are jerks for a reason - most likely because their parents are jerks.........
Who knows.
Often times some kid I didn't even know would come up and start cussing at me. His friends would stand back to see what happens. Usually I would pop him in the nose and he'd start crying. This was why I was so fast a runner. Running from 20 assholes builds your endurance.
I only had the nerve once I had had enough of this girl harassing me and I shoved her up against the lockers. She never bothered me again... but I hate confrontation........
Girl at church used to call me "The Eyeshadow Kid" every time she saw me. I mostly ignored her. I guess my eyes didn't look boyish enough for her. More like Bambi eyes. She just acted an ass and I didn't talk to her. At school she would have gotten an asswhipping, but I behaved myself at church. I just never understood those types.
I heard from my teachers that I had a reputationfor being a bully. I never messed with anyone. It was always in response to constant taunts from kids with big mouths. They would harass me for days and I would hit em and they'd go running to the teacher.
The high school drama! Guess I was too busy trying to be a mom to have to worry about such things.
