I Believe In Hurt

Intro- The purpose why I picked this topic was because I felt that I can really put my thoughts into it. I want to make people think how important hurt can be to someone and that if anyone is going through this that they can talk to someone and not stay quiet because that just affecting you. I am proud of the topic that I picked because it really means a lot to me and saying it and recording myself feels so much better than to store it forever. I learned that in life you can always talk to a friend that you can trust and distract your feelings about being hurt. The most challenging part of my podcast was recording and reading the things I wrote in my essay.

TSIRTSIMPIS, Maria. 2011 Infinity and Beyond; Internet: Blogger

Essay:

I believe in hurt. I define hurt as a bad,strong feeling inside that can really make you feel upset and hopeless. I think hurt has a lot of power because it can make you feel mad, lonely, hopeless, upset, powerless, and useless.  Hurt really affected me in middle school.  “Anabel” was the most popular girl in my class but she hated me without any reason.  She called me ugly and stupid, and told me that I wasn't good enough to hang out with her. She even went as far as getting her friends to do the same.  Through their actions, they were hoping they can get me to react. This made me feel like I was controlled like a puppet. This frustrated me and made me so angry. They were purposefully trying to hurt me and I felt like hurting someone back.  They continued to make fun of me throughout my last year in middle school, calling me names and starting new rumors about me. It felt like they were continuously jamming their feet into my gut, every time that I heard false stories from  different people. Throughout this experience, I had no one to talk to and no one to make me feel okay. I thought in order to stop the hurt and the bullying, I would change myself, but that’s not what they wanted either.  They wanted to someone to pick on, they wanted to hurt someone.  The more I ignored them, they angrier they got,  and the more driven they were to hurt me.  

Because I was hurt, I learned that by having people that I can trust and talk to made me feel weightless. Having people to share my feelings with and having someone to cry on made me calm down. I would also listen to music like reggaeton and hip-hop when I had nobody there at the moment. That music made me feel very happy. I learned to keep myself busy by going out with my parents to distract my thoughts about being bullied. I also learned to be stronger and to confront people who make me mad in a calm and respectful way.

Looking back at the bullies that hurt me,  I hope that they learned that the attention they get from hurting someone wasn't worth the pain they caused. And for the people that are hurting, I hope that you can express yourself about how you feel to someone and find a way that can make you feel better.