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Moving on from the Slut-o-sphere

We’ve all been exposed to bullying. Even if it’s a scene in a movie that leaves us disturbed, or a real life experience that has scarred us for life. I don’t think any one of us could not recall an anecdote about someone big/tough/mean doing something nasty/funny/scary to someone small/weak/feminine. The reason it’s been almost a month since my last posting is because of this exact issue. I wanted to write about the days at school that left me petrified to be seen; the days where I would hate every second of a class because the boys sitting behind me were calling he horrid names behind their text books in whispered breaths. Even though I was a ‘popular’ girl at school, there were plenty of mean boys who felt I was too big for my boots and needed to be brought down a peg or three. They named a cricket bat after me and swore to use it to beat my head in before we left school. They would rewrite my name on the blackboard, making it into rude verbs rather than what it actually was. God for