Sandae

I was always awkward growing up. My family was Baptist and had so many beliefs concerning the outward appearance that they placed on us. We were not allowed to wear pants, only skirts and dresses and culottes, we couldn’t wear makeup- I couldn’t even get my ears pierced! To top that off, I was never […]

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Silvina

The categorization of ideas can be subjective. We must respect every idea, even those that are unfamiliar. Tolerating own and not especially different is hard work to be overcome as humanity reviews. We integrate through the artistic or sports activities. That way, we learn to work together and have a common goal. This learning is […]

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Gabriella

I was teased in Elementary school for being a nerd, fat, ugly and because I always hung out with the boys rather than the girls. I still remember the time when I was in 3rd grade that they pushed me to the ground and kicked me because I wasn’t “cool”. It ceased a bit during […]

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Leigh

13 is one really tough age. 7th, maybe 8th grade. Afraid of interacting with girls. All different states of puberty. I remember the bullies. Ethan. One year older. Decided my “Mattel VRooom Motor” was a sissy toy. I actually agree with him now, with 45 years hindsight. Chased me with his 10-speed. Broke my sissy […]

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SE Cupp

For the most part, I was a happy kid. But we moved constantly, and by the time I was 18 I’d gone to 9 different schools. I was forever the new girl. Sometimes it was easy to make new friends, but other times it was brutal. I was bullied by girls, boys, even teachers sometimes. […]

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Anna

I was born with short hair. In first grade, before my dad took me to school, he took me to get haircut, even thought my hair was short enough. When I walked in the class, some boy shouted that I looked like a boy and the whole boys laughed. I started to cry. I often […]

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Marijana

I was born in Zagreb, Croatia, and Venice is not so far from here, only 5 hours bus ride, so I go there from time to time as a tourist  to check some new interesting art exhibitions. Some things are the same- I was dealing with trichotillomania then and I still do now, fighting the […]

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Christel

Growing up in the US had made me a bigger girl. I was at my highest weight ever and although I wasn’t overweight and my doctors often reassured that I was the picture of health, I was absolutely miserable. My weight, I felt, defined me much more than my personality or my intelligence, and it […]

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