My name is Athena and I was raised on the island of Oahu, Hawaii. The little photo tainting my hand was taken around 2006 or 2007 when I graduated from the 6th grade. It was an awkward year full of experimental music and lingo. I would like to say I broke away from those dark […]
My awkward years were from fourth grade through the middle of eighth. I remember feeling pretty sad through the first half my eight grade year. What a hard age! You’re struggling to find out who you are, what makes you feel comfortable, what your identity is and going to be. I had a sense of […]
My mom says she tried to talk me out of it, but I insisted on wearing this sweater with the big buttons on it for my 6th grade school photo. I was very unpopular in middle school and dealt with a lot of female bullying before anyone was really doing anything about it. It was […]
I can remember I had to dress myself for school in the morning since my mom had to leave early for work. This included bright green sweatpants and turtle necks under everything including my T-shirts. I just wanted to be comfortable at school. Girls would ask me if I owned a pair of jeans. I asked […]
I was bullied by a girl who used to be my friend as soon as we got to high school. She always referred to herself as “the babe” and I didn’t fit the mould she was making for herself then. She started rumors that I tried to get her to be her girlfriend, and in […]
The picture I am holding is my first grade photo, taken when I was six. At an early age I used my independence when it came to fashion and beauty. I stopped letting my mom dress me around age 3 and I started dying my hair at age 8. I remember loving to experiment with […]
It started simply enough. I hadn’t gotten my haircut after about two months and it was getting longer than it had been in quite some time. A girl I thought was cute took note and commented that I should grow out my hair for our junior prom. Not having anything better to do with my life […]
I was 13 when it started. i was pretty and the popular girl ask me to join her group. i was happy and popular, the guys start looked at me. but the popular girl didn’t like it.. so i don’t know how she did that and next they everybody hated me, started to call me […]