I really cannot remember a time in elementary school that I wasn’t bullied. Even as a second or third grader I remember being called “Dumbo” because I had huge ears compared to the rest of my body. I actually talked to my mom and dad about getting surgery to make them smaller because it was […]
Hi there everyone! I need some help. I wanted to reach out and ask all of you to share your awkward photo and story. I want so badly for this project to continue, but my efforts really depend on all of you. I would love to share as many stories as possible but it’s hard when I […]
What has changed since then: higher self-confidence, improved social skills, lower BMI. What hasn’t changed since then: proud nerd, bad at sports, amateur reader and gamer, popular science fan, childish behavior. I chose that picture because it was then when harassment by boys who were one and two years older began. It was subtle at […]
In high school, I was teased for a number of things. My name, the way I dressed, and for my love of reading and learning. I didn’t have many friends for this reason, but now I’m 21 years old, and living life to the fullest. What changed? I did. I realized after years of always […]
I didn’t want to cheat so I took my ‘now’ pic with no makeup on. The teasing was relentless. It didn’t really help that I was weird, either. Girls were mean and boys were cruel, but I didn’t really care. To be honest, I think I’d be a lot more offended if someone called me […]
I remember the days of being shoved into lockers, books tossed out of my hands and the boys who would made sure to call me “four eyes” everyday. As I look back almost 9 years ago; I’m so glad I went through an awkward stage(years). My friends were my friends not because I was rich, […]
I was 8 years old in the picture and teased daily because I was overweight. I hated going to school because I knew I’d end up in tears. My mother and father would tell me it was going to be ok. That it was just a faze. I’d grow up and lose the weight. That […]
I grew up in a suburb of Omaha, Nebraska. My years in elementary school were years filled with neighborhood bike rides and fireflies. But early on, I knew I was different when I was one of only two kids in my school who had red hair. We didn’t call what the 2 of us put […]