Telling someone they’re not good enough is not okay
Telling someone they’re not good enough is not okay
I don’t care if you’re joking. I don’t care if you think ‘It will push them to work harder.’ Because it isn’t a joke, and it will not always make someone want to work harder to prove you wrong.Sometimes they accept it as a fact, then they live with a mindset of “Why try when I’m just going to fail?”
It’s not okay.
I don’t think people realize how big an issue this really is. Some teens, like myself, try so incredibly hard to please those who are important to them and all we receive in return is “try harder” and “An 80? Get a 90.” and when you get a 90, they demand a 95 and even when you get a 95, they’ll demand “why didn’t you get perfect? If you can get a 95, surely you can get 100.”
No, I don’t think these people understand. I took a poll of people who had these kinds of figures in their life and how this action made them feel like and you know what I got?
“Sad.”
“Angry.”
“Crushed.”
“Worthless.”
If you emphasize how dark the sky has become, no one will look for the light. These kids and teens and adults, don’t forget, need to know that while they have that one person who may point out that the sky is bleak, there are 100 people who will tell you to look for the sun. See your intelligence, your athleticism, how great your art is, your worth. Because I am proud of you, no matter what.what’s sad is that so many people grow up with parental figures like this. much like myself. even in the classes i got A’s, it was never good enough. “why didn’t the teacher leave a note saying what a great student you are? Do better.” the more i tried the more they put me down. now i hate to try things because i know they’ll still say i’m not doing good enough. people really don’t get that this isn’t “incentive” anymore, it’s just making people feel worse and worse about themselves.
Idunno.
I don’t know why I’m always so scared and always thinking I don’t measure up to all the other girls, why do I doubt myself so much..? I hate this, why am I so stupid all the time..
I’ve never been truley called “Perfect” and believed it until I met Harley.
Someone will fall in love with you. Your flaws, scars, someone will. They’ll love you for you. They’ll know what you look like when you’re tired, happy, sad, angry. They’ll know what music you like, how you like your coffee. They’ll fall in love with you. No one else, just you. Maybe you haven’t found them yet, but there is someone out there wondering what you’re like.
You’ll meet them, I promise.oh my goodness, i needed this.
Ever wondered why that girl grips the ends of her sleeves so tight? Maybe you haven’t noticed how you have never seen her arm. Ever wondered why that girl hides herself when you’re changing for gym? Maybe you haven’t noticed how she wears the hoodie, even if its summer. Ever wondered why the boy never has a lunch? Maybe you haven’t noticed him slowly fading down to bones. Ever wondered why that girl’s eyes always look puffy? Maybe you haven’t noticed the bruises. Ever wondered why that boy always smiles? Maybe you haven’t noticed how his eyes are always dead. People hide things every day; they do small things almost unnoticeable things just so no one finds out. Please speak up if you see anything that seams suspicious, I bet right now all they want is a friend.