I just had a nice conversation with an old classmate from the 1960's who is also a Facebook friend now and she lives over a thousand miles from me. She has shared with me how she was bullied in school by a few nasty "pretty girls" and felt so down because she didn't "fit." She remembered me well. I told her how I was called a sissiy and other things because I really liked playing with the girls in things like jumprope and hated sports. She remembered and felt for me.
She also said that had she known how I felt about myself, I could have been part of her circle, you know, the girls that never get asked to dance at school dance night. She also said that she saw in me a quality that almost screamed, "Make me into a girl!" Her friends also saw it.
I'm in some tears right now wishing I had known. What a wonderful friend she is today!
Cheryl