Growing Up

I remember when it first happened,

it was 7th grade science class.

You never really forget the first time.

I was minding my own business working on homework when he said it.

"You're fat."

I remember feeling so distraught that I couldn't even talk.

That was just the first time.

After that it kept going.

I became known as the fat girl in my grade.

I always knew I was chubbier than the other girls but I was so confident and outgoing that I didn't care.

As people kept pointing out my biggest flaw

I began feeling more and more hurt.

I officially stopped talking to other peple in 9th grade.

Thats how long it took for them to break me.

From the middle of 7th grade until the beginning of 9th grade.

I used to talk to people and hang out with my friends but I stopped it all because I was only getting reminded of my biggest flaw.

I never got smaller.

I developed an eating disorder in 9th grade,

and no its not one of the two that schools spend the most time talking about.

It's the one that people just overlook and mention one time in class.

In 10th grade, the kids that were making fun of me just a few years ago were asking me to help them with homework.

In 11th grade, kids kept asking me why I didn't talk?

In 12th grade, I opened up a little bit more.

In June 2018, I graduated.

You know what hurts the most?

Not a single person who called me fat ever apologized to me during those years.

They had time to say sorry.

In class, after school, during Prom, and hell even during graduation.

But no one did.

 

In August, I began feeling better about myself.

In October, I decided to forgive all the kids that were assholes to me.

In April, I posted a video of myself online and I got a lot of positive comments.

I have 0 mean comments on that video.

I didn't get smaller. I have gotten biggest since 7th grade.

Yet these people online were complimenting me and encouraging me,

Yet they have never even met me before.

 

Since 7th grade I have grown in size and in confidence.

I talk to people, I go out now, and I am grown enough to realize that criticism doesn't really matter when its about how YOU look.

Being yourself should be all that matters.

I am grown enough to realize that back in 7th grade everyone was struggling with something.

Whether if it was with what they look like or family issues at home.

Growing up can mean a lot of things,

but for me growing up means realizing how great you really are.

Screw everyone else- just be you.

This poem is about: 
Me

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