tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2799218634259896321.post4069519705049612979..comments2023-03-29T12:44:35.750-07:00Comments on Our Journey: In the simplest terms...carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15952158423824382303noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2799218634259896321.post-15585230128101783252012-07-08T13:54:41.973-07:002012-07-08T13:54:41.973-07:00@Tyrae- It's so hard being the outcast and it ...@Tyrae- It's so hard being the outcast and it drives me nuts that society is set up to divide instead of unite. From Sports to grades everyone is sorted, judged and "placed".<br /><br />It's really no wonder that even as adults people suffer from anxiety and depression. It's hard constantly feeling as though you just aren't good "enough".carriehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15952158423824382303noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2799218634259896321.post-38105257718575193352012-07-08T12:31:11.313-07:002012-07-08T12:31:11.313-07:00I can relate so much with this! I too was a comple...I can relate so much with this! I too was a complete outcast when I was in school, and it didn't help that I grew up in Logan Lake, where my grade size was a whopping 20 kids. I also had extremely crooked teeth growing up from too big of teeth, a small jaw and a retarded dentist who refused to pull baby teeth while my adult teeth grew in around them (none of my baby teeth fell out on their own, they all had to get pulled, and because the dentist wouldn't do it, my parents did with floss... ugh). Also having a brain when half of the people in Logan Lake were missing theirs didn't help me at all. I was an outcast for actually getting good grades. The smart ugly one. It does mold how you think of yourself, and if I could keep my children out of that sort of atmosphere I would, but I know that I would never be able to give them the education they need. I don't have enough confidence in my teaching abilities for that. <br />If only all of us "loners" could have known each other as kids.Tyraenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2799218634259896321.post-49560938986052309292012-07-08T08:06:29.789-07:002012-07-08T08:06:29.789-07:00@Robbie-They really did. In fact they made all the...@Robbie-They really did. In fact they made all the difference.<br /><br />@Michelle- me too. I'm happy that even before my acne was gone my friends helped me regain some self esteem.carriehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15952158423824382303noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2799218634259896321.post-4416955757719577472012-07-08T05:02:31.542-07:002012-07-08T05:02:31.542-07:00I've been meaning to comment on this piece for...I've been meaning to comment on this piece for days. I'm so sorry you went through that. And I'm so glad you came out on the other side stronger and able to write about it.Michelle Longohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15437193620480920753noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2799218634259896321.post-41587506800610733252012-07-06T21:34:32.953-07:002012-07-06T21:34:32.953-07:00I am so sorry you by were tortured by cruel peopl...I am so sorry you by were tortured by cruel people. Mean people suck. I am glad you had some true friends by your side. Those connections can make such a difference.Robbie Khttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12355421896613106268noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2799218634259896321.post-24806417796837112262012-07-06T11:44:47.336-07:002012-07-06T11:44:47.336-07:00@Mom-Thank you mom. You are right, I am stronger n...@Mom-Thank you mom. You are right, I am stronger now.<br /><br />@Kait- I'm sorry that you had to suffer that humiliation at the hands of your own father. Unforgivable.<br /><br />@Amanda- It's true. It does become a part of who we are. Even now I cant leave my house without makeup, not even to go into my own backyard. It's a remnant of their words and of thinking that my face isn't worth looking at. I'm sure we would have been good friends, and I'm so sorry you can relate.carriehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15952158423824382303noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2799218634259896321.post-64896896693855112282012-07-06T11:24:09.736-07:002012-07-06T11:24:09.736-07:00I can relate to this on so many levels. When teas...I can relate to this on so many levels. When teasing like that happens at such a young age, the taunts help to inform our identity. I still struggle so hard to realize I'm not who the mean girls thought I was. I wish I would have known you then. We would have been friends.Amandahttp://www.indisposablemama.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2799218634259896321.post-29446978415604957002012-07-06T09:50:45.192-07:002012-07-06T09:50:45.192-07:00You are as beautiful as I am certain those who mis...You are as beautiful as I am certain those who mistreated you are not. Miserable mean children do not seem to better themselves with age. <br />Funny, my self conscious belief that am not pretty or smart came from my oh so wonderful father himself.Kaithttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05024241208927746859noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2799218634259896321.post-55387654320239671212012-07-06T06:56:30.076-07:002012-07-06T06:56:30.076-07:00Heartbreaking baby and I knew you suffered through...Heartbreaking baby and I knew you suffered through those years but you have emerged through to the other side much stronger for it. You were always beautiful.<br /><br />MomLynnjeffersonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05770019075185009369noreply@blogger.com