Fat Girls Romance

Who I am

"The struggles I'm facing, The chances I'm taking, Sometimes they knock me down but, no I'm not breaking" -Miley Cyrus, "The Climb"

      Let's get into my first month of school. I know that's only 4 weeks. What could have possibly happened in that short period of time. Well let me tell you. 

      That was the beginning of my hell. In that short amount of time I lost all my friends, had rumors spread about me, and I was shamed because of my weight.

      I talked to the guidance counselor when it got to be too much for me to handle on my own. She just brought us into her office and talked out our problems. That did nothing, neither of us got a punishment, we both should have. 

      The fat shaming was the only thing she gave a damn about. She sent the 3 of us to the vice principal. The 2 assholes that did it didn't get a punishment for it. Not even a slap on the wrist? They basically were only told not to do that and to apologize to me. 

      That apology does nothing. Did they think I would just forget about it. The damage was done. There was no forgetting about it. They didn't get a punishment. That's bullying, all of that was bullying. Do bullies only have to apologize to the victim and get told not to do it? Do they know that doesn't work?.

      Apologies don't do shit. Those words don't go away. Those words will never be ignored. What are they gonna do when someone dies because of it? Nothing. Just like what they did for me. Nothing. Those words mean nothing to them, but they mean everything to us. 

      I thought everything would be fine. I never thought I would be bullied or have all of my friends taken away for the second time in my life. Ariana wonders why I'm so guarded. There's her answer. I can't trust anyone anymore. I tell people things and it all blows up in my face. Might as well write a fucking book or movie about it. 

      In the end no one cares. It doesn't matter. Nothing matters. Who gives a damn about what happened to me? Who gives a damn about what happened to any of us? No one cares. 

      You could get hit by a car. No one cares. You coud have cancer. No one cares. You could want to die. No one cares. You could be depressed. No one cares. You could cut yourself and commit suicide. Guess what? No one cares. 

      I know those are terrible things to say, but in the end, it's true. No one gives a damn about any of us. No one cares about me. No one cares about you. No one cares about any of us. I've been waiting my whole life to hear someone say, "I care about you." Someone said it to me. Someone I didn't even think of as a friend at the time. He was just an acquaintance, but him saying that meant the world to me. 

      I don't know if he meant it or not. To be honest I don't care. Someone finally said it to me. That's all I really needed. I am forever grateful for him saying those 4 simple words. There simple words, but no one has had the guts to say them to someone else before. Grow some balls and say those 4 words more often. You don't even need to know the person. Those 4 words can make a huge differencei n someone's life. 

        Even just simply answering a phone call can make a huge difference to somebody. I know it would for me, no one answers my calls though. 

      Kind of a short chapter, but I went into deep feelings here. I need a break to regain my strong wall I keep over my heart and feelings. 

      P.S. This is a true story. Everything in this story is true. There aren't any exaggerations. Thank you for reading.