tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2933681021450111605.post6907088603997782313..comments2010-08-11T20:41:08.566-04:00Comments on Carly's Life: BulliesUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2933681021450111605.post-58866602658158888992010-04-24T17:32:35.450-04:002010-04-24T17:32:35.450-04:00Reading this brought me back to a period in my lif...Reading this brought me back to a period in my life when I was processing some of the same positions she is. The statement, "I know every kid doesn't think like me" is something I remember thinking very often. I even wondered if others my age thought those thoughts. I was also one that had the basics, but not the expensive clothes or "things" other teens had. I often wondered if those "things" were what made them seem so weak and insecure in my view. Like they'd melt away without them to yell out to others, "I am important b/c I have these things." I too, had other things to worry about! I became very good at reading the mood and anxiety level of others around me to stay safe. My dad was also one who was "tough" to make me "stronger", as he called it. Like Carly, as a teen, I battled with wondering if "that" was my dad's way of looking out for me or if it was just an easier, less emotionally commited way to get through the process of raising me.<br />I also looked out for the under dog..like I could really do anything at all, I still looked. Cyberbullies didn't exist way back then, but the bullies had other ways! I, too, found ways to stay out of their way, unless I was trying to protect someone else. The more things change, the more they stay the same.Angie Eatonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10261007206978293114noreply@blogger.com