So this is a first hand experience as someone who has witnessed bullying and how it affected me as a bystander. There was this girl in my middle school. She had sent pictures of herself to a guy. After the p.t. we did in gym, most of us ran out to the water fountain. I happened to fall in line behind a group of guys. I heard her name come up and I knew of her so I tuned into their conversation. I immediately became aware that they were laughing and making fun of how this girl looked from the pictures she had sent this guy. I had never really been insecure about myself down there until that point. For the longest time, even though religion did play into my virginity, my fear that a guy would mock me like those boys did did that girl was more of a reason than my faith. The guy I am currently with now has never complained so I’m happy for that, but the fear of him one day changing his opinion continues to haunt me and affect me. I’ve tried my best to avoid unnecessary situations where he can focus in on me “down there” for. Like we’ve had s** and everything, but we stick to positions where he doesn’t really see it. And while I’ve sent him other nudes, never have I sent him those nudes. I guess really the main idea of this confession is, bullying affects everyone. Not just the person you’re bullying but even those who witness it. Be kind. With enough of kindness you’ll experience a type of happiness.

The Heir