Tuesday, May 15, 2007
The Bullied Boy and the Brave Little Dog
I did something today I've never done before. I went back and edited my last post. They didn't even have to sandblast it like some of my other stuff.
I censored it myself.
It wasn't something I said about any other person. Just something I said about me.
I thought I was being brutally honest and shocking. But it came out all wrong and vulgar. I would never treat anyone...even a married closet queen...that way. I'm no angel. But I know I'm better than that.
I was trying to sound tough and sexually ruthless, and I ended up sounding like a callous jerk. Sorry. I guess I'm still trying to figure out who I really am. Again.
I'm going to have to do that by myself for a while because Sebastien just left on another assignment. (sigh) Which won't be easy.
But I found a couple of little stories I read today really helpful.
One was the story about a poor bullied boy in Australia. It's supposed to have a happy ending.
But does it?
Now 18, Mr Cox is so traumatised and afraid of strangers that he spends his days alone at home playing computer games.
“He will never know the satisfaction of employment. He will suffer anxiety and depression for the rest of his life. He is unlikely to form any relationships. He has no friends and is unlikely to make any.”
The damage bullies do goes on and on and on...
And then there is the story of a brave little dog.
"George was a very brave little dog, who almost certainly prevented severe injury, if not death, to at least one of the children."
The little fella didn't have a chance. But he took two brutish pitbulls with him. And helped make the world just a little bit safer. Even if they tore him to pieces.
Of all the stories I read today those two affected me the most. I wonder why? Or maybe I know. Maybe it's really simple.
Maybe to figure out who I really am ....all I've got to do is decide...really decide... who I relate to the most.
The bullied boy. Or the little dog?
They say some bully stories have happy endings.
I sure hope so...