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"People are cruel. Those who you think you can trust can easily hurt you in the end. Those who don’t understand you can easily attack you without a second thought."
You learn this in elementary school and throughout high school. For many, you continue to learn this through college and your adult life. When young, you try to figure out who you are and try to understand the world around you. You are lost in a world that you were forced into being a part of. As you learn and explore, you fall into traps of negativity and enemies. They make fun of you - constantly harassing you because you are different from them. You are more of an observer as you try to figure your childhood while others are there who don't care about the world and attack you for being something that they can't be. Your uniqueness is your weakness when you are young and it leaves you for attacks.
In elementary school, you are made fun of by your lack of knowledge and creativity. They call you names and point and laugh while you cry. In High school, your looks, your voice, your body, your name, and again knowledge are made fun of. They make fun of you because you are not part of the "in crowd", but someone who tries to find their own place in society. When you need help, you go to your parents. They can help you and defend you but, when you get older, they tell you that you are old enough to stand up for yourself.
In college people can still make fun of you, adding harsher and heavier threats and comments, knowing where and when to really strike you. In college, you are left on your own. You are old enough to defend yourself, but some still need to be protected by their friends and family.
Those who have been made fun of and attacked throughout their young years are more prone to depression. They self-esteem is thin and it shows by how they act towards others. They have a harder time finding themselves out and expressing themselves in a way that they wont be made fun of. You become more isolated and hide from others because you feel like the whole world is out to get you. You can't change who you really are unless you want to start over again by changing your identity or sexuality. But even that is a form of retreating from who you were born as who you really are deep down inside.
Throughout life, we learn to defend ourselves and attack when we need to. We learn that not everyone who are born into this world are kind like you. Everything as an opposite. If you are a kind person, there will be people who will hurt you. If you are a bad person, you will realize that you are more alone than those who you make fun of. We are who we are. If we are kind, he help others in need. They are the Yin. If we are harsh, we attack those weaker than us and enjoy the fruits of their victory. They are the Yang. We face the good and the bad. We can be kind and helpful, or those who attack others for their own personal satisfaction.
But if you are one of those who made fun of others throughout your young years, and still continue to harass others because of your false beliefs and views, remember that you too will suffer the same amount of pain that you inflicted to others over the years...twice as more harmful.
- Ookami Kemono
Your Own Corner © 2009 Alex Cockburn
You learn this in elementary school and throughout high school. For many, you continue to learn this through college and your adult life. When young, you try to figure out who you are and try to understand the world around you. You are lost in a world that you were forced into being a part of. As you learn and explore, you fall into traps of negativity and enemies. They make fun of you - constantly harassing you because you are different from them. You are more of an observer as you try to figure your childhood while others are there who don't care about the world and attack you for being something that they can't be. Your uniqueness is your weakness when you are young and it leaves you for attacks.
In elementary school, you are made fun of by your lack of knowledge and creativity. They call you names and point and laugh while you cry. In High school, your looks, your voice, your body, your name, and again knowledge are made fun of. They make fun of you because you are not part of the "in crowd", but someone who tries to find their own place in society. When you need help, you go to your parents. They can help you and defend you but, when you get older, they tell you that you are old enough to stand up for yourself.
In college people can still make fun of you, adding harsher and heavier threats and comments, knowing where and when to really strike you. In college, you are left on your own. You are old enough to defend yourself, but some still need to be protected by their friends and family.
Those who have been made fun of and attacked throughout their young years are more prone to depression. They self-esteem is thin and it shows by how they act towards others. They have a harder time finding themselves out and expressing themselves in a way that they wont be made fun of. You become more isolated and hide from others because you feel like the whole world is out to get you. You can't change who you really are unless you want to start over again by changing your identity or sexuality. But even that is a form of retreating from who you were born as who you really are deep down inside.
Throughout life, we learn to defend ourselves and attack when we need to. We learn that not everyone who are born into this world are kind like you. Everything as an opposite. If you are a kind person, there will be people who will hurt you. If you are a bad person, you will realize that you are more alone than those who you make fun of. We are who we are. If we are kind, he help others in need. They are the Yin. If we are harsh, we attack those weaker than us and enjoy the fruits of their victory. They are the Yang. We face the good and the bad. We can be kind and helpful, or those who attack others for their own personal satisfaction.
But if you are one of those who made fun of others throughout your young years, and still continue to harass others because of your false beliefs and views, remember that you too will suffer the same amount of pain that you inflicted to others over the years...twice as more harmful.
- Ookami Kemono
Your Own Corner © 2009 Alex Cockburn
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Critically: the picture is very good the lighting works well and the character is one with the background rather than being awkwardly lit. The pose, expression and clothing details are just enough without being too cluttered and again i start to feel sorry for your wrist with all that cross-hatch shading.
The text attached works well: it is a list and very child-like in it's use of "they are jerks" and the repetitive nature of it but it is also how you would talk about something like that, a realistic way someone would explain their problems, so the voice works well in it. The final line is very poetic and though it stands slightly outside of the character it works very well both to show the characters internal maturity and as a philosophical close (or, i guess, opening) on the subject.
Personally I can relate to this a lot, growing up here in England we have a strict uniform for school up to 16 so anyone wearing any jewelry, ear-rings, shoes or coats that were not the "in" thing got a lot of stick. The area I grew up in was very one-sided in it's genre clothing and there were often riots or attacks at school by a group called the anti-Greb association ('greb' meant 'rocker' 'punk' 'goth' 'skater' or 'grunge kid') and some rocker kids were actually expelled from school for climbing over the school gates to get away from a mob throwing stones and bottles at them. My own experience of this started when i started wearing a trench coat: younger and older kids used to spit at me and throw stones or try and steal my bag or punch me... the things kids do eh?
People growing up in England with dyed hair, not "normal" hair cuts (like short hair for girls or long hair for guys), goth or punk clothes or being outwardly "artsy" or "gay" get treated very badly - like people shouting stuff at you from cars or people deliberately heading for you in the street to be abusive... i guess people just need to be more tolerant.
I used to think that i shouldn't care what others think of me, like "screw them if they can't deal", but now i think it is important to act in a way that makes people think differently of you: giving a good impression through personality and kindness to prove peoples misconceptions wrong rather than just changing to be an uncomfortable "norm" that people can deal with and ignore easily. I've been turned down for jobs because of my looks and a "professional appearance" is something that is slightly more lax in the writing trade but it still rather sad that people can find so many things wrong with you to turn you away.
The text attached works well: it is a list and very child-like in it's use of "they are jerks" and the repetitive nature of it but it is also how you would talk about something like that, a realistic way someone would explain their problems, so the voice works well in it. The final line is very poetic and though it stands slightly outside of the character it works very well both to show the characters internal maturity and as a philosophical close (or, i guess, opening) on the subject.
Personally I can relate to this a lot, growing up here in England we have a strict uniform for school up to 16 so anyone wearing any jewelry, ear-rings, shoes or coats that were not the "in" thing got a lot of stick. The area I grew up in was very one-sided in it's genre clothing and there were often riots or attacks at school by a group called the anti-Greb association ('greb' meant 'rocker' 'punk' 'goth' 'skater' or 'grunge kid') and some rocker kids were actually expelled from school for climbing over the school gates to get away from a mob throwing stones and bottles at them. My own experience of this started when i started wearing a trench coat: younger and older kids used to spit at me and throw stones or try and steal my bag or punch me... the things kids do eh?
People growing up in England with dyed hair, not "normal" hair cuts (like short hair for girls or long hair for guys), goth or punk clothes or being outwardly "artsy" or "gay" get treated very badly - like people shouting stuff at you from cars or people deliberately heading for you in the street to be abusive... i guess people just need to be more tolerant.
I used to think that i shouldn't care what others think of me, like "screw them if they can't deal", but now i think it is important to act in a way that makes people think differently of you: giving a good impression through personality and kindness to prove peoples misconceptions wrong rather than just changing to be an uncomfortable "norm" that people can deal with and ignore easily. I've been turned down for jobs because of my looks and a "professional appearance" is something that is slightly more lax in the writing trade but it still rather sad that people can find so many things wrong with you to turn you away.
This is so sad...I can just...feel that pain.
I've been through something like this.
People are still making fun of me because of my hair and my clothes.
Luckily, I learned to ignore them and found myself
some really good friends in the process.
I wish I was there with that girl, I'd give her a big hug and comfort her.
I've been through something like this.
People are still making fun of me because of my hair and my clothes.
Luckily, I learned to ignore them and found myself
some really good friends in the process.
I wish I was there with that girl, I'd give her a big hug and comfort her.
Kids used to tease me in elementary school because my hips, butt and thighs got big (I'm a guy). Imagine being a guy and having a bigger butt than the girls. I evened out as I got older but kids can be cruel but after I stood up for myself I wasn't picked on as much. There'd still be jokes here and there they weren't nearly as bad as before.
It's ironic how many of my past tormentors, when I see them now as adults are all like "oh hi!" over-friendly etc. etc. and so forth now that we're grown up.
I get as far as "hey (insert name)" and go about my business, and they usually look at me kinda befuddled or maybe even kicked a bit when I go on my way and don't look back, but it's nothing personal...I just have nothing to say to them.
I do wonder, sometimes, if maybe that makes them pause and think about how they interact with the world around them as they move through life.
I get as far as "hey (insert name)" and go about my business, and they usually look at me kinda befuddled or maybe even kicked a bit when I go on my way and don't look back, but it's nothing personal...I just have nothing to say to them.
I do wonder, sometimes, if maybe that makes them pause and think about how they interact with the world around them as they move through life.
This is a sad fact of life, and sadder still because the problem is so often overlooked. As Jodee Blanco stated in her book "Please Stop Laughing at Me", cruelty is currency for children growing up. To be a part of the cool crowd, more often than not, seems to come with the task of belittling those "beneath" you. To be cool and to be accepted you need to be callous, willing to sacrifice what you think and feel to go with the group, you need to surrender your identity to them.
I was never one of the ones willing to do that. I believe that in the end, the outcasts do have their day. We win out in the long run, because we didnt have it as easy, we didnt sacrifice our seves to fit in, and we came out stronger and more able to find purpose and real meaning in our lives, we find ourselves more willing to sit down and honestly ask "okay, I know what is NORMAL to do in this situation, but what is it thats going to work for ME?" Those who grew up facing hardships and overcoming them, in the end, are so much stronger than the ones who didnt. They may seem happier, they may cry less than you, they may seem to have a better life, but only because they gave up their strength from the very beginning, when they gave up who they were inside in exchange for a transitory acceptance.
Some people grow out of that, though. And you will always, of course, have those who never do..
Wonderful artwork, as always. This is a picture I can really relate with, and I thank you for sharing it..
I was never one of the ones willing to do that. I believe that in the end, the outcasts do have their day. We win out in the long run, because we didnt have it as easy, we didnt sacrifice our seves to fit in, and we came out stronger and more able to find purpose and real meaning in our lives, we find ourselves more willing to sit down and honestly ask "okay, I know what is NORMAL to do in this situation, but what is it thats going to work for ME?" Those who grew up facing hardships and overcoming them, in the end, are so much stronger than the ones who didnt. They may seem happier, they may cry less than you, they may seem to have a better life, but only because they gave up their strength from the very beginning, when they gave up who they were inside in exchange for a transitory acceptance.
Some people grow out of that, though. And you will always, of course, have those who never do..
Wonderful artwork, as always. This is a picture I can really relate with, and I thank you for sharing it..
Yea, I know those feelings well. I was that guy in school. Up until 4th grade everything was awesome, everyone liked each other, we all got along, we all teased each other, and we all played together, then 4th grade, out of the fucking blue popularity sat in. the cliques began to form. Guess who wasn't one of the loved ones. I was small, I had a poor family, a funny last name, a dorky haircut, and wasn't up on all the things that were 'cool' or 'in' at the time. All I had was a friendly personality that wanted to be liked. It backfired pretty hard on me. Though most of school I was that kid who wanted to be liked, wanted to be popular, couldn't understand why all these other kids picked on and gave me a hard time when I had done nothing to wrong them. I even went as far as asking them when they gave me grief "what did I ever do to you do deserve being treated this way I'm nice to you, and I don't bother you" and they always gave the same answer "Because you were born." It didn't make one goddamn bit of sense, I had no self esteem, as I slowly progressed though school I had little self esteem, no real friends, and my grades were dropping. But once I began to discover myself, being in a very religious redneck town finding oneself is hard. It takes years to comes to term with who you are, to be exposed to all things needed to truly open the doors you were sheltered from. And in my last couple years of school I finally realized the attitude I should of had all along was fuck it. Why the hell should I fucking care if people like me. My attitude improved, I felt better about myself, Hell I even manged to get a fairly pretty girl to go to the prom with me, and we had a good time. Sure I was still a big dork, and I still am today, but fuck it, this is who I am. and More kids need to learn that as soon as they can let go of all this popularity bullshit and just learn to say "well fuck you too buddy" to those that give em problems that they can save themselves from years of depression and dreading the social interactions of school.
When somebody throws you venom you do what you have to in order to turn it into something sweet.
If that doesn't work you do whatever you can to make the snake go away or to give it what is coming to it.
If you are an adult you say what's on your mind and don't hide behind a rock because you know what happened isn't right and you deserve to be heard.
If they don't want to listen to you you just move on and turn it into something better where not only will you benefit from it but the people who really do care about you as much as they follow you will too.
If anybody could sympathize with a statement like this it is me.
If that doesn't work you do whatever you can to make the snake go away or to give it what is coming to it.
If you are an adult you say what's on your mind and don't hide behind a rock because you know what happened isn't right and you deserve to be heard.
If they don't want to listen to you you just move on and turn it into something better where not only will you benefit from it but the people who really do care about you as much as they follow you will too.
If anybody could sympathize with a statement like this it is me.
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