One LDS mother's take on bullying

I'll never forget the day that one of my siblings, in a moment of sheer frustration with me, shouted out the words, "I WISH YOU'D NEVER BEEN BORN!" and more important, how that made me feel. It literally seared my soul to the very core of my being. I was 13 at the time. . . .

And even though I know that these horrendous words were not intentionally meant to hurt me, certainly not in the way that they did, but were a way to be mean, in the moment, in the stupid way that kids behave at times—they left a mark that affected my tender young spirit. The result of which left a scar, an indelible imprint—a distorted and false message about my worth as a human being.

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