what irony

i remember it so vividly, reading a book of Chicken’s Soup for the Kid’s Soul when i was no more than 10, and coming across a comic strip (it might have been Calvin and Hobbes) that brought forth to me the famous saying:

sticks and stones may break my bones but words will never hurt me.

in my memory, i recall telling myself to live by these words, even at such a tender age. then, i had already known that there were people who would bring me down. what with the terrorising teachers and unkind peers.

but here i am, 23 years of age, and letting words literally tear me apart and rip me into mere pieces. i’m bleeding, but it won’t stop.

what a joke it is, ain’t it?

indeed.

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