Wednesday's Walk Down Memory Lane

Hello everyone, it is time to share another memory. I remember when I was in elementary school, the kids always made fun of me, due to the fact I was overweight. Their endless teasing really hurt me. But, what hurt even more, was I knew when I went home, it would be even worse. My older brother Jim, who was 16 at the time, gathered his friends around me, and the torture would really begin. They called me every name you could think of, pushed me down, sang fat songs to me, laughed, laughed, and laughed. I cried, cried, cried. The harder I cried, the more they laughed. I was their daily entertainment. At the time, my momma was working. They threatened me if I dared to think about telling on them. This daily humilation, did nothing for my self confidence. I already hated myself, this just intensified that hate. I grew up hating myself more and more. I praise God that He changed all of that, He made me worthy. My brother has never cared about me, still doesn't to this very day. He has told everyone, that if something happens to me, he does not want to be bothered. He did not even speak to me at our mother's funeral back in 2006. Last June, our oldest brother passed away, he spoke to me for a few moments, my dad told him to. There has been nothing since. I love him, always have, and always will. I pray for him, and will never stop. I have put all of this in the very capable hands of my heavenly Father. May He have His way, and will.