How is it that I can let the unkind words of one insignificant person define me for so many years, but I won’t believe the uplifting words of friends or family?
A few years ago I was taking a class and I had an assignment to write about something very emotional. After some struggle with the assignment, I just started free writing. And that’s when I learned that a sentence uttered by a dumb teenage boy when I was 13 defined how I felt about myself for most of my life.
When I was in middle school, I had this great group of friends with whom I would go out on the weekends. This was in the 80s, so we would go to “downtown” Stateline, Nevada and hang out in the video arcade hoping to meet some cute boys.
One time, we met three boys who wanted to hang out with us. But there were only three of them to our four. So one of the boys said, “We’ll go with you, you, and you,” pointing to my friends, “but not the ugly one,” he said while pointing to me. (more…)