How I non violently silenced a BULLY: PART 1.
So, I can’t remember the quote exactly but the essence is — whatever junk you did to earn their ire, will end up in their books! “ I’m wayyyyy paraphrasing so don’t quote me 💦
& I’m def not referring to slander or gossip…more like a nudge in the direction of “STFU! $hitty stuff you do to other people in life, has consequences.”
Well, I grew up in Toulouse, with my great grandmother from age 4-7 and I loved her her friends loved me my friends loved me I loved them, life was beautiful. She passed, due to sone unfortunately ore planning by my actual parents- whom I never really knew-I fell into the hands of a psychologically imbalanced person and we both fell into poverty.
Coming from another culture another language having been gone schooled and encouraged to forge my own path & now living in constant anxiety bc of my guard tan, well, suffice to say, I was peculiar and poor & for some reason, this did not make me popular. 😂
After a few years of being the school “it girl” for all the wrong reasons- I’m 4th grade, I had attracted attention of a girl who just loved to hate me subsequent to her discovery that I had defined abs (1000 chores & a lean diet will do that 🤷🏻♀️) I became her pet project.
My strength is my obliviousness to pettiness bc it does not interest me & for some time, I was literal enough that for the most part her antics just flew right by me and I didn’t care. Eventually she realized subtly was not working AT ALL & became as obnoxious as can be….
I always had a very low threshold for irrational statements. I guess she figured this out snd did her best, & succeeded in getting under my skin. She would do ridiculous things that made no sense & were cruel so the combo was meant to be annoying snd humiliating, and it was. And she delivered this chaos over lunch where I was completely stuck with no exit option.
(continued part 2)
I very earnestly said ‘no, she was incorrect and in fact I was writing vignettes about the lunch table. I was stumped on the naming tho. Maybe the table could help me out….’
