This is a monologue about bulling and the pressure on teenagers to achieve perfection. These are the thoughts and feelings that are experienced by a (real life) teenage girl, as she questions why she is harassed by the people she is closest to. Wanting to be accepted and acknowledged by your peers is a goal every girl wants to achieve. I wrote this speech to emphasize that it is not worth changing yourself, and losing your identity in order to be accepted by others.
Wanting to be accepted and acknowledged by your peers is a goal every girl wants to achieve. I wrote this speech to emphasize that it is not worth changing yourself, and losing your identity in order to be accepted by others.
By Lexi-Mae (Author)
Do you hate me? Do you not want to be my friend? Because I never asked you for any of that. All I did was love you… and I really don’t think that’s a crime… unless of course you do. You… it’s always been about you hasn’t it! And I can’t for the love of god decide whether I wanted you… or who you are. But whatever I wanted… I wanted it with a passion.
Do you hate me because I’m ugly? Is that it? Because I know I am! God just didn’t give me beauty, and for once in my life I don’t care. I can’t help having a crooked nose. I have a flat chest, and I don’t have the perfect Barbie doll figure. I can’t help that. I was born that way. But you can help being the people that you are.
You still really hurt me today, and I’m pretty sure you didn’t even realize it. To you it’s just a word… a phrase… a sentence said at the spur of the moment, and forgotten a second later. But when I got on the bus to get back home… the words just echoed in my mind. They stay with me for the rest of the week… the next month… and year.
“You’re fat! Your ugly… flat chested… crooked nose… you’re worthless… ”
I never gave a damn about what other people thought of me, and then you come along changing all of that. Let’s just say that I can’t wait till the day when I never have to see your face, or hear your voice any more. Your words are knives that often leave scars, and I have a fear of falling apart.
Make sure you don’t start seeing yourself through the eyes of people who don’t value you. When everything seems to be going against you, just remember that the aero plane takes off against the wind… not with it.
It’s OK to be a glow stick. Sometimes you have to break before you shine. If you can’t find anything beautiful about yourself… look a little harder. Stare a little longer. Or frankly… just get a better mirror. Each and every one of you is beautiful.
Tomorrow they may see me, and I may not be pretty… but I have always been… and will always be beautiful.