Sticks and stones may break my bones
But MAGA trolls will never hurt me.
I’ve been punched in the face. I’ve been held down and spit on. I’ve been kicked in the stomach, had my hair pulled and my eyes nearly scratched out. I’ve had two hands around my throat long enough and hard enough that I legitimately believed I was going to die. I’ve been hit with a heeled shoe so hard it essentially split my entire upper lip in half and left me with a scar that at 4 years of age became a forever part of my face.
I was taunted and teased for as long as I can remember, from being called a boy because of my very short haircut to Pepé Le Pew because no one in our chaotic household had the time to explain hygiene to 5 year old me after my mom took off. I was always the last “picked” for square dancing, which meant that I wasn’t picked at all, but rather the routinely demoralizing bad luck for poor Jason G. who had to know what unfortunate fate was coming before the picking even began.
My virginity was taken from me by a rapist I thought was a friend and then as is so often the case, that horrific event meant that I would be the one cast out of friend groups and thrown alone into the wilds of the lunchroom Thunderdome while being labeled a “whore” at the same time.
The married adult son of the owner of the campground where I was a snack bar cook at 17 seemed to think my ass was a hand towel he could daily wipe his hands on before I spit in his cheeseburger, watched him eat every bite and then walked the fuck out. A French restaurant manager tried to slap me across the face in the middle of a busy dining room in the middle of an insanely busy shift. My boss in the PR world despised me so much, she tried (and failed) everything she could to make me miss a hugely important event with a VIP I worshipped.
https://jojofromjerz.substack.com/p/sticks-and-stones-may-break-my-bones
Heard some of this on Stephanie Miller's show this morning. Tough and powerful read from a tough and powerful woman.
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