Monday, July 17, 2017


I used to be bullied at work. It happened to varying degrees, on-and-off, for several years. 

The gist of it was that there was a group of people at work who needed to feel like they were the "in-crowd." They did this by making big shows of how great friends they all were with each other. 

I was weak. Both in terms of my position in the company and my personality. They excluded me. They saw how hurt I was, and they didn't care at all. 

Even though I am not bullied now, even though I forgive them, I will always remember how it felt. 


I scream 

No one hears me

I kick 

I only waste my own energy 

I cry 

Seeing myself cry just makes me want to cry even harder 

I take a knife to myself 

Finally they cheer 

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