All we know about a person is their
physical attributes: height, hair color, weight (just to name a few). At least,
that’s all we really know. The rest
is a secret, hidden from the rest of the world until the person is ready to
share. And honestly, I’m not sure if these people would ever want to share to
those who make fun of them.
We have no idea what people are
going through. Sure, they may be quiet and to themselves. But does that make
them a bad person, or better yet: a person to be a target for jokes? Absolutely
not. A person’s physical or personality traits aren’t an excuse to get made fun
of. So what if they prefer to be alone
or do their own thing. Because it’s their
thing—not yours to make fun of. Just because they aren’t doing what you
like to do doesn’t give you permission to make fun of them.
I’m using “you” because I refuse to
take part in making fun of others and I am completely against bullies of every
kind. “You” meaning those who use “faggot” as a derogatory term; “you” meaning
those who call people “fat” or “huge” because they aren’t your size. And all of
“you” out there who think it’s okay that just because they can’t hear you make
fun of them, means you can do it.
It disgusts me. The last time I
experienced any form of bullying was in middle school. And it was with a group
of preteen girls who thought they were the queens of the school. And guess
what? Their rein ended there. All of you 20-something bullies are acting like
thirteen-year-old girls. Way to go: you all are going places.
I guess my point here is that you
don’t know what others are going through when you spit out the insults. In
fact, you don’t know what your friends are going through who are sitting next
to you when you say the insults. You could trigger depression or suicidal thoughts just by taking a jab at someone else. You might be thinking, "Stop being so serious, Hannah." But here's the thing: it is serious. I've seen what can happen to people who are made fun of and the power just one word can cause.
It hurts me, it really does. I have close
family members who are at the other end of bullying and I see what they have to
go through. It makes me sick to my stomach to hear what they say about people at school, work, and every day life just because of what they look like or act.
So if “you” decide to make fun of
somebody, I’m not going to be laughing.
From a Girl Still Trying to Figure it (bullying) Out
