As a little girl, I was very skinny, insecure, and struggled to really just find my place in the world of the little girl society. I wasn't one of the popular girls, I didn't get invited to spend the night with many friends, and I wasn't the cheerleader type! I learned to portray confidence at a young age, with the truth be known, I had none at all. It's funny to admit this now, but it goes along with the story that I have to share with you today!
Last night there was a confession made to my boyfriend, from a girl that I apparently went to elementary school with and don't actually remember her. As her daughter plays on the soccer team, my boyfriend coach's. This person went up to my boyfriend last night and asked "Are you dating Christy Hicks?" He replied "Yes"... She then proceeded to tell him that she thought that was me that had come to one of the games several weeks ago. Then she told him this story....
When we were children, another friend of ours (which I do remember this person) dared her to prank call me. She said when this happened we were in elementary school, which means at minimum this was 30 years ago. Anyways, she said she did what her friend dared her to do, and she called me. She said, I apparently told her I was going to beat her up at school, as I must have known who it was prank calling me. She said I was so mean to her and she was so scared of me, that she never prank called anyone again.
Here is the funny thing about this story, she threw the other person under the bus when she told the story all these years later. She actually was afraid of how mean I was, but doesn't this person see her malice to call and be mean to me, was the real issue and not that I was mean to her. I was 50 pounds soaking wet, as skinny as a little girl could be. The only thing I had big on me was my mouth and I wasn't afraid to use my words to defend myself. As I still have and use that as my ammunition when I have too. This story is funny and a little serious to me now, as I can't believe that someone would even want to share this story all these years later. I was bullied, is she bragging now? Apparently she tells her kids this story as she never wanted them to prank call someone so they could be mean to them. The mean person is the BULLY prank calling not the person answering the unprovoked call that was defending themselves.
I don't know why kids are mean! They were mean to me and not just once or twice but a lot. I didn't fit into their high society club that those little 10 or 11 year old girls fit into. Made me stronger not to be like them, made me secure with myself, made me realize all these years later that nothing can ever go untold forever.
Being mean and then having someone be mean back to you is what you get. You can't think that your actions towards someone doesn't deserve a reaction, it does and it always will. I'm not upset about this I was just surprised. If I was that mom I would have never shared this story with my kids, as I wouldn't want them to see that I was mean to someone and was picking on them, because so and so told me too. I guess hearing this story brought back those childhood feelings of not fitting in, not being popular, and a reminder of how mean all those little girls could be to me. I'm no longer that same little girl, I'm a grown woman, but those childhood heartaches never seem to really ever go away!
Just another story in the life of Christy Hicks



Christy, how powerful! Wow, is what I have to say. I am going to share this with my daughter great lesson. You certainly have a way with the spoken word and the written word...you are all about getting goodness out there.....you sould be so proud of yourself.
ReplyDeleteLove ya, Terri
Thanks you Terri! You know it's really hard to be a child that is tourmented by other children. You learn at such a young age to be strong or weak. It may not seem to some people that way but I do feel in my life it did. I was forced to be the strong person I am today from so many things I endured in my childhood. Those things are very hurtful for a little girl just trying to find her place in the world. I never ran and told my mom much of the stuff that happened to me and how the other kids treated me, it brings tears to my eyes just thinking about it right now.
ReplyDeleteI wish the world wasn't so cruel, and that people thought more about others feelings than they appear to these days.
This just brought a lot of years of pain back to my mind, things that I have shut out for so long. It ruinedc my weekend if you want to know the truth, the hurtful things you live your life to forget are open brought back full circle so many years later. If I were to have believed in myself the way I was treated all those years ago, I would never be the person I am today! I write because I have been through most pain that people have endured in their life, others in my same situations have used the heartaches to make excuses all their lives. I just chose to use mine to make Success, in life as well as with myself. Thanks for the comment! You have always rewarded me with your kind words and loving heart and you have no idea how much that means to me... Words can't even express!