Thinking back on the life trajectories of people who were bullied or suffered in childhood because they were too smart, or too creative, or too different, or too fashion-challenged, or too damn nice to hurt other people to fend them off in self-defense... whatever the reason, this childhood suffering did things to them. Some of them appear to have fled physically - like moved three states away and developed a radically different sort of life from what their childhood experience was like. I swear half the reason to be on facebook is to see the VICTORY of some of these people - like this one woman who was bullied constantly in high school (and surely before that, at some other school besides mine), she's now this dazzling socialite in L.A. and every time I see a picture an internal cheering banana fires off because damn, I hope everyone can see her now.
But so many of my friends - the "gifted" kids, the nerds, the weirdos, the abject, the rejected - fell down a much harsher path. They internalized all that hostility and fought self-doubt for years. They never thought they were worth anything even though they were bursting with talent and compassion and goodness. Others did drugs, so many drugs! Dropped out of school. Struggled through bad relationships, all kinds of problems. What if we had cradled these children in joy and comfort throughout their school years? What if we sent the clear message that making a beautiful painting or being kind to people or having the best score on the math test was in fact JUST as celebration-worthy as scoring a touchdown? Because I'm not sure many of my friends ever got that message, except maybe from parents or a few other friends who weren't any better off in terms of being tormented by the nonsense of the grade school social world. I feel very lucky, somehow the genius of my parents and also grandparents was to make me feel safe and separate from all of that crap, and like I was on a road of my own making regardless of the petty cruelties and violence of the childhood world. I laugh because I'm talking like it's some horror movie, but, well...Statistics: Posted by Phoebe — Fri Sep 14, 2018 9:17 pm
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