Mean Girls

Last week, a young woman who was a student at the high school where all of my children graduated from, took her own life. While, of course, suicide has a lot of complicating factors, it was well known by the student population that this popular, talented young woman was being bullied by, and ostracized from her friend group. Something about a boy . . . .

“The saddest thing about betrayal is that it never comes from your enemies.” – Unknown

We teach the younger generations not by what we say and lecture about, but more so by what we do in our own lives and how we behave on an every day basis.

“The life you lead is the lesson you teach.” – Marie Humphrey

So many lives have been forever hurt by this awful tragedy. Not only will this young woman’s family and true friends have to live with this horrific loss forever, but the girls who bullied her will have to live with this taint on own their lives forevermore. Where did these girls learn bullying? Where did they learn gossiping and ganging up? Where do “Mean Girls” come from?

We help the world when we heal ourselves. It doesn’t feel good to be a mean girl at any stage in life, and it doesn’t feel good to be a target of mean girls during any stage of our lives. Meanness comes from a feeling of insecurity and lack. Happy, contented people are not mean people. Meanness is wearing your wounds like a tattoo, for the world to see. Kind, secure, confident women raise kind, secure, confident women. May we all aim to be these healthy, highest forms of womankind.

Are you passing on love or are you passing on pain? Heal your pain and pass on love.

2 thoughts on “Mean Girls”

  1. That is such sad news. My heart breaks for everyone involved.

    One particular line struck me: Meanness is wearing your wounds like a tattoo

    That is such a great visual. A tattoo is a CHOICE; they don’t just appear on the skin without foreknowledge. Being mean is also a choice. I know a person who was brutally abused as a child. They could have chosen to carry the hurt and feelings of helplessness forward into their adult life and inflict that pain on their own children. They could have chosen to inflict that pain on their peers throughout school and on into their working life. But instead, they chose to heal. If they had a tattoo, it would be a heart with magic sparkles all around it, because that’s what they have become – a magical, loving human being.

    Thanks for sharing that important observation.

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