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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Indra

Never was the popular girl, or the girl next door. I was a very odd/simple girl. Always felt left behind.. Always skinny and shorter than almost all of the kids at school. The female body took forever! There were girls using make up and dyeing their hair, shaving legs, showing off the bra strap! I […]

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KayKay

I was bullied when I first moved to Florida, called white trash, called me names because my favorite thing to where was soccer shorts and soccer shirts. Coming from up north and switching schools was hard, but I made it through and stand up for anyone who is bullied, I know how it feels.

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Andrea

As a child, I was a tomboy. Whenever people would pick on me for my weight/looks I would beat them up (even though, I was for the most part, pretty passive). I was very shy and never fit in. As the years went by, I gained much more confidence and realized – those that put you […]

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Brooke

The summer between 2nd and 3rd grade my family moved to New Canaan, Connecticut. I had really thick hair and my Mom couldn’t get it to stay curled so she decided to perm it. It was a very tight perm and I ended up with hair shaped like a triangle. New school plus the hair […]

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Jessica

8th grade was probably my worst year growing up. On top of not knowing how to tame my curly/frizzy hair and wearing braces, I also had to put up with a friend bullying me and pushing me out of our circle of friends (it had to do with jealousy, I was later told). Everyone around […]

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