I’m so sorry you had to grow up like that, Star.
How terrible!
From kindergarten up until my sophomore year in high school
I was shunned, made fun of rejected to be chosen for teams in phys ed., etc.
The little black kids, polish kids, and kids like me hung together.
In MY case, I was called “Dirty, stupid, ugly a “river Rat” a savage and other things I don’t care to type.
My Crime? I was a French Canadian Child.
Kids can be VERY cruel. I don’t care what ANYBODY says, you carry that hurt all of your life.
I did NOT believe sincere compliments and so on.
I WAS however a very good sketch artist.
When the snobs wanted posters for Class President and so on, I CHARGED them for the art work. They paid!
I just got an invitation to my 50th class reunion-I threw it in the trash.
Thank you so much for your kind words, Star!
*HUG*
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I completely empathise with what you wrote. I am so sorry to hear you went through that type of pain. Kids, in my case junior high school peers, can be viciously cruel. Those who have been on the receiving end forgive and heal but we never forget and hopefully the ugly experiences we endured made us more compassionate human beings, kinder, more loving in the end.
I hear ya’! In the sixth grade, I realized there was a club with a definite president (leader). Others were satellites around her star. I was not in the club. I’ve gotten over the bullying and shunning I received.
BUT, when my class was processing out at the end of graduation, I was making a pledge to myself, “That’s over. I will never be with ‘those people’ again unless I chose to.” I’ve kept that promise.
In the intervening years, I’ve been contacted by some of them. No apologies, but real, actually friendly - in a superficial way - contact. Nonetheless, when the 50th came around, I did not attend. NOT because I haven’t forgiven what happened, but because the fun memories they have are not the memories I have. I was not going in for a repeat.