I Survived the Mean Girls

Today’s story is one needing to be told, but because it deals with the complicated issues of a family, it will be credited to “Jane Anonymous”. It deals with the heartbreak of living with your bully, and having no one believe you. * * * Two comments or their variations fill my childhood:  “Kids will be … Continue reading →

Today we have a new perspective: the one of a reformed “mean girl”. As an adult I find her funny and kind to all, so please be supportive. I always said this site was for both sides, because only in hearing both, can we truly grasp how and why mean girls exist and thrive. I … Continue reading →

Today Galit shares a piece of a memory and how it affects her now as a mother. She has a gift with words so be sure to check out her blog, These Little Waves. * * * I scrape my feet against the sidewalk. A breeze blows wisps of my banana-clipped hair against my cheeks. … Continue reading →

Today’s post comes from Kris M., who moved seven times before graduating high school, attending four different high schools in the process. She ran across all kinds of people – mostly good. But some really bad one’s too. * * * I could smell the smoke from the Marlboro Light cigarettes hanging in the air. … Continue reading →

Today is a tale of hurt in a different situation: an adult to a child. Because careless words, even if not meant to be malicious, can hurt. Nancy C shares her story, how such a seemingly small thing made an impact, and how her mother helped her heal. * * * My mom let me … Continue reading →

Sorry for the delay of this post, the stay at home mother Groundhog Day had me confused about what day of the week today is. Please welcome Leighann, who perfectly captures the constant doubt we suffer, and why we kept going back for more. * * * It was April Fools Day and I was … Continue reading →

Phyllis P shares a childhood filled with being the outsider – until someone changed it all. * * * My family moved around a lot because of my father’s job.  Between kindergarten and 12th grade, I attended 17 different schools. I was always the outsider. Always “the new kid.”  I was good at school; I … Continue reading →

Maybe 7th grade might fade – by Erin “Hey, I was just over talking to Kristen and Pam, and they wanted me to tell you that they don’t want you to hang out with them anymore,” she said. (and yes Kristen and Pam are their real names, because changing them only protects the innocent and … Continue reading →

This is a story from Kim R. It nearly ripped my heart out – the depths of cruelty a clique can stoop to, the influence they wield over others. *~ *~ *~ *~ *~*~*~*~* I remember the day when my innocence was lost. It was that exact day when I realized how cruel people can … Continue reading →

At age 11, I thought I was alone. One day, with no warning, my three friends stopped talking to me. I didn’t exist, except to be laughed at. I wanted to crawl into a hole and die. But it got better. It wasn’t the end of the world. I created this site for support. For … Continue reading →