You are rude to everyone that you see. Someone doesn't agree with you so you start calling them names. You're old enough to know better. Old enough to know words hurt. I'm younger than you but I know this. Isn't that strange?
They say bullying is doing something over and over again for a period of time. You ignore the fact that what you're doing is classified as bullying. You make people feel bad about themselves to make yourself seem superior. You may be pretty on the outside but you act really ugly within.
I respect you in the way that you are not afraid to voice your opinion. But my respect for you is tarnished because of the things that you have done not only to me but to others. "Nobody likes you," is always your greeting when you see me and I am sick of it; Sick of you and your spiteful ways; Sick of being told I'm stupid; Sick of believing what you and people like you say about me.
Hateful words really scar my self-esteem. And, like scars, those memories won't fade. They are likely to stay with me for a long time. Even if I somewhere find it in my heart to forgive you, as others have forgiven me for the things that I have done to them, I doubt that I will be able to talk to you without remembering what has been said. You have brought this upon yourself.
Nobody is perfect, everyone has to accept that. I have made many mistakes and bad choices that have always brought with them consequences. A friend of mine told me guilt often stops you from doing the same thing twice. I just hope that one day you'll learn that what you do to others is not cool. For your own sake as well as others, I just want you to grow up.
My dad always used to say to me, "For every big bully, yes Taryn, even the biggest one, there will always be someone bigger that won't stand to be made inferior." I remember his words every time I see you. I feel myself burn with anger and hatred. It is far better to be loved than it is to be feared.
