tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2211197830758041917.post4000356173372450124..comments2023-09-10T01:07:39.211-07:00Comments on State of Kind (The 22q Family Foundation): Day 312: Apologized For Being A Bully As A ChildRyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15164788247564837762noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2211197830758041917.post-12979734126150096232012-11-16T15:45:40.963-08:002012-11-16T15:45:40.963-08:00Ryan... I know that I am late to the party, so to ...Ryan... I know that I am late to the party, so to say. I just found this site. I didn't know if I should post here or not, but figured I would leave that up to you. Words can definitely cause pain at deep levels that last for years. I know that as much as I heard "sticks and stones" as a child, words still hurt. I definitely did not escape the pain of them. Though, I thought over the years I had been healed and set free from that pain, I must admit, I think I was just free'd up from some resentment that must have been left over, while I read your post. Thank you for posting this Ryan. I know your daughter will have alot to be proud of in her dad as she grows up. Anyway... Love and blessings on ya dude!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2211197830758041917.post-35555920116387327562012-11-08T04:11:20.798-08:002012-11-08T04:11:20.798-08:00Good for you for taking the time to really apologi...Good for you for taking the time to really apologize for your actions as a child. I was bullied in elementary school and it's not fun. There were three girls that made my life a nightmare! From the moment I walked into the building and for three years non-stop, only by then, it was pretty much everyone that was in on it. They made me afraid to even speak out loud in front of the class. Once, I remember sitting at the lunch table, picking at my food, when everyone at the table joined in on the fun. I found myself, unable to speak, or even focus clearly. My ears popped, and I couldn't hear anything, the room was spinning. I could see their faces and their lips moving. I looked at the teacher in hopes that she would make them stop but she said nothing to the others. She was in on it too. I am just now coming out of my shell. I kinda have no other choice with three little boys and a sick mother who need me. I can say hi to a stranger at the grocery store or a cashier now, but 12 years ago, I wouldn't been able to do that despite the fact that that happened back in 1-3 grade. It stuck with me for a really long time. So thank you for apologizing to your victims.. It shows how much you've changed and grown and it really does set a good example for your daughter! Bless you! C.S.Hhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06931727241982253089noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2211197830758041917.post-59134978204368419952012-11-07T15:19:21.172-08:002012-11-07T15:19:21.172-08:00Good for you! This is an amazing blog! So happy to...Good for you! This is an amazing blog! So happy to find it. We made ARK (Acts of Random Kindess) jars or boxes to fill trying to help children learn to do service.Susan Casehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09108692712611674153noreply@blogger.com