Thought I might as well properly introduce myself. And tell you guys some things about myself.
As a kid, I was always bullied. My whole life. I was an easy target, I was small and easy to push around. I also had a full-care handicap sister who was in a wheel chair. She couldn’t so much as sit up on her own. It was up to me and my mother to do everything for her.
She was the most common reason I was made fun of, and not accepted into social groups. She was considered a freak, and I was a freak by association.
As a kid, I believed without a doubt in all of this. But as I got older I was institutionalized by the public school system. They snuffed out our imaginations and ability to believe without looking for hard evidence to back it up.
That’s a hard mind set to break once you’ve developed it… But I’m doing my best.
I’m kind, loyal to a fault, and I’m the kind of person that would give you the clothes off my back and take the bus home in my underwear if you needed them more than me.
I also protect those who can’t protect themselves. It’s a kind of code I live by now.
I turned my back to my friends, because they turned into bullies. They were bigger and stronger than everyone else, and they abused that power. I hated them for it.
Going on 2 years ago now, I stood against them 6 on 1. For a total stranger. They were laying into him in an alley beside the bank, so I put myself between him and them and took the beating.
I never went down a single time, or threw a single punch. They just kept coming at me trying to take me down. But against all odds there I stayed, putting a gap between them and their original target. In the end it was them who got tired of laying into me, and they walked away.
I should have gone down. Plenty of times, not just this once. But even when the odds are stacked against me, by sheer power of will I keep standing. I never back down.
That’s the one belief I’ve always held. In the power of will. And after all these years I’m finally starting to realize just how strong mine is. It’s what keeps me going when my mind and body are ready to quit. It won’t let me. No matter what, that part of me comes out on top.