Sticks and Stones (A Story of Hurt and Hope)

They say sticks and Stones may break your bones, but words they can’t hurt you, that’s the biggest lie of them all. Words can sting like a dagger, and in the wrong hands they destroy.

Sticks and Stones

There are those that seem to take joy in sticking daggers in hearts though, using words to breakdown, and not build up, they can twist the truth so far that people start believing the lie, and the victim is left sitting in a pile of hate.

Words may not break your bones, but they can break your spirit if you let them. I refuse to let those negative people drag me down to their level, I refuse to be a victim to that kind of hate.

Words they can’t hurt me.

But oh yes they can, the wrong words, in the wrong context, spoken out of the wrong mouth. But it’s not only spoken words, it’s the words written on social media, the secrets you thought were safe and never were.

You confided in the wrong person, about the wrong thing, and suddenly you are turned into something you are not. They throw hateful words around like some kind of evil confetti. And you have a choice, stand up to the bully, or become the victim again and again.

Hatred and Jealousy can be hidden well for a time, but eventually the betrayers true colors shine dark and looming, like a window…