I’ve been called all sorts in my time but one thing that seems to have stuck is the phrase ‘quirky’.
I’m more than aware that I’m far from the norm, I could never be stereotyped or labeled as much like a diamond I am multifaceted and there’s far more to me than meets the eye.
That’s right I just blew my own trumpet and described myself as a diamond and you know what? I blumming well am a diamond! I will never be mistaken for any old gem as with my head of bright ginger locks, thick black signature eyeliner, unusual fashion sense and my brash personality I cannot help but to stand out from the crowd.
I may not be beautiful but I am unique that’s for sure. I may not be everyone’s cup of tea, each to their own and all that. Just because you dislike somebody does not mean that you should be rude or nasty. What right have we got to treat anyone with anything other than respect and kindness? None whatsoever just incase you were wondering!
It shouldnt matter whether you get on with somebody or not, there is no reason to single out an individual and to make their life miserable. Bullies do exactly this and unfortunately I have found myself victim to bullies of all shapes, sizes, race and gender time and time again throughout the entirety of my life.
Up until recently I felt that I should change to accommodate these bullies. Surely if they take such a dislike to me then I should work to alter this to hopefully avoid further conflict? I worked hard to make changes, despite being sworn at, shouted at, scowled at and even physically hurt by bullies I continued to remain polite, friendly and let’s face it …vulnerable.
After years of what I can only describe as abuse I finally realised that it wasn’t me that needed to make any changes, it wasn’t me after all that had the problem.
It wouldn’t matter how kind or approachable I tried to appear, the people who were treating me so cruelly would only continue to tread on me much like a doormat should they see my efforts to bow under pressure.
The truth as we all know is that bullies are actually cowards. I truly believe this, yet somehow it isn’t enough to stop me feeling inferior each and every time I’ve dealt with bullies.
It doesn’t matter how old you are, how hard you might consider yourself to be, there will always be somebody who finds reason to make your life hell should you let them. I seem to attract abuse as it has been a permanent issue throughout my life, even now should truth be told.
I for one am fed up of being the doormat, the quirky chick that others find fun in tormenting. Seriously, there are some sick and twisted individuals who actually get their kicks from putting others down, being rude, being purposefully awkward and for what?
It’s sad, its pathetic and it’s totally unacceptable behavior.
I am speaking as you may be able to tell from both recent and current experience for unfortunately I seem to have attracted some unwanted negative attention from a bloke whose old enough to know better by now.
I’ve given up trying to be nice as nothing seems to thwart him from making my time in his presence awkward, uncomfortable and quite frankly unpleasant.
As this fella seems to somehow rate as Mr Popular, he somehow seems to have influence upon all around him whom would rather join him in giving me grief rather than possibly stand against his wrong doings for fear that they may become a future target.
I get it, bullies breed bullies as people would much prefer an easy life by going along with the ring leader. God forbid they should risk standing out from the crowd by refusing to tolerate such behaviour, instead they follow suit becoming a part of the ‘cool clique’.
I’ve never been one of those, I’ve never been a part of any group, clique or anything of the sort as despite my best efforts I’ve never quite fit in. Do you know what? I’m quite happy with that too because as time goes on and I grow that bit older and dare I say wiser I realise it’s far better to be your own person than to follow the herd.
It’s worrying how easily others can be influenced. I only wish that these kinds of people would step back for a moment to consider their actions and what kind of example they may be setting to others, especially to those of a younger age.
So I stand out like a sore thumb, so I may be different to the norm but at least I’m bleeding honest! Perhaps a little too honest at times…
So what do I plan to do about my current situation? Well there’s very little I am currently in the position to do but one things for sure, from here on in there’s no more Mrs Nice Guy! I’m going to let it be known that I am no longer willing to put up with unwarranted rudeness or unjust insults nor will I tolerate torment for the hell of it.
It stops NOW!
So here I am bleating about it on my blog but I truly do mean what I’ve said. Enough is enough!