“Even the darkest night will end and the sun will rise.” Victor Hugo.
When I sat in my room as a teenager, notebook in my lap, its metal ring rubbing against my hands I’d find myself thinking of other kids, kids who were in the same situation I was. Kids whose parents treated them horribly, or were bullied in school.
I would cry for those kids before I went to bed, as I listened to my dad in the next room, the sound of his snores kept me awake sometimes.
Now that I’m trying to work through my childhood and the bullying I dealt with on multiple fronts and I still think about the kids who deal with those things and I cry about it. At night I meditate on a few things before going to bed, to ease the suffering of my dad and to ease the suffering of all the kids who suffer from bullying and abuse by their parents.
Verbal vs. Physical
The thing about abuse is physical abuse may hurt, but sometimes its the verbal abuse that lasts longer and effects your life more in the long run because you think about what they said and how it made you feel at that moment.
I can think about the way I felt when I was beaten up by bullies, but I remember the words they used when they struck me more than the pain I felt from the blows.
Night vs. Day
Before I went to bed, before I shut out the light I’d look at the cars passing by on the freeway and think about where they were going and know they had no idea what was happening to me, and they didn’t care.
Each day I’d wake up, watch the sun rise because at that moment I hadn’t been yelled at hit or teased, it was my moment of perfection, my absolute best moment of the day.
Just like those cars passing me on the freeway; most people don’t know or care about what goes on in their neighbor’s house, the recent events in Ohio prove that. Out of sight, out of mind. But we can’t live that way, kids shouldn’t have to live like that.
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