… may break my bones, but calling names won’t hurt me’
Unfortunately a well known and too often used play ground taunt, but i would like to change it to this –
‘Sticks and stones may break my bones and calling names may kill me’
At the age of 5 i went to school. At the age of 5 i went to school and felt abandoned by everyone i had ever known. When i was 4 and a big bit my parents moved us from the city to the neighbouring town. At the age of 30 i learnt it was to cover up their lies. Everyone i had ever known was left behind including any family and friends. At the age of 4 and 11/12 i did not understand, not that anyone tried to tell me why we had moved. At 5 i went to school and i stopped talking. At 5 i stopped talking and nobody noticed or did anything about it, i would grow out of it after all they said!
The first time i remember being bullied at school i was 6. At the age of 6 a new girl came to the school and i was asked to be her friend. But 2 weeks later she ran off with the other girls and pulled faces at me and laughed. At the age of 6 i had become a no-one. I had one friend all the way through first and second school at the age of 21 she died. Because i didn’t speak no noticed that i could read, even ‘big’ books with little or no trouble, they thought i was stupid. Silence meant stupid! My mother would tell me that she wished i hadn’t been born and that she wished i would go away. She even gave me to my aunt once or twice but my dad always came and got me.
You want to know when i started with Fibromyagia it was when i 5 and went to school and was either bullied/abused or just ignored. Some people won’t like me writing this, but that okay as it’s not about you, it is about me. Remember –
‘Sticks and stones may break my bones, but calling names will kill me!!!’
Photographer, Rich Johnston has done the following photography, which tells so much more than just the words or the made-up bruises.