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Do We Ever Get Over Nasty Childhood Comments.

 



   Do We Get Over Nasty Childhood Comments? In my own opinion I don't think we do, we remember  them even when we grow older, I have learnt to live with mine, but I very much still remember them, they don't affect my life, but when I think back to them, a little tinge of sadness and hurt still possesses me.   I was never badly bullied, but I would say that I was picked on a lot because I looked a lot different than everyone in my class and friends, I grew up in North Wales, in the eighties, where everyone in my class surname's where either, Jones, Evans or Davies so I stuck out like a sore thumb, my family were from Italy and I had a funny surname, so I am sure you could imagine the jokes that were at my expense Pizza, pasta and all that but the best one they came up with is being sung Just One Cornetto at me, any one remember that bloody advert?  that was just some of it, it also didn't help that once I was tall, I was the second tallest girl in my school, and I developed a lot faster than everyone else, I had big boobs and a bum by the time I was twelve, so I got attention hat way too, that levelled out after a few years and now I stand at 5ft 4.3 average height for a Southern Mediterranean  women just a fact for you there.



  I got used to the fight back as I call it, I became sharp with my mind and my mouth, I also had a good group of friends who stuck by me and were loyal. But they couldn't be there all the time, I would say I learned to protect myself.  So no one could hurt me, but the comments did sting, or was it because they thought my Dad was in the Mafia.
  I do think that nasty comments can shape you if you let them, I am not talking about bullying, that I think you can't deal with on your own, and you need help and support with it. Speak up and not be silent about it. Bullies are cowards.

Other Posts in the same vain.My Child Hood In Italy.  What Did You Want To Be When You Grew Up


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