Words

Someone called me an idiot savant. The same someone said I had a learning disability. This same someone made me feel little, very little.

At first when I was called the idiot savant I tried to rationalize it...like well at least I maybe brilliant in something. That something being my writing. But deep inside, my head was screaming NO! That was not kind. Then that someone said I had a learning disability. That all of these years I have over compensated for how teachers may have failed me. I rationalized this by blaming it on my teachers. But deep inside, my head was screaming NO! That was not kind. Then that someones tone changed. That someone began pointing and starring and shaking their head, and I sat. I sat in that chair, shrinking. Getting smaller and smaller with each word being uttered from their mouth. I wanted to get away and crawl under something. I wanted to be invisible....I felt little, very little.

Words can hurt as much as a knife cutting through flesh. You may not bleed from the words but they pierce through you just as much. I sit typing this blog getting a little bit bigger...each day I grow more, realizing I am me the me I knew before those harsh words attacked my very being.
But I write this to show how ones words can effect someone. Words are powerful. Use them wisely...
Watch your thoughts; they become words.
Watch your words; they become actions.
Watch your actions; they become habits.
Watch your habits; they become character.
Watch your character; they become your destiny.
written by, unknown