Haters gonna hate, guys. It’s part of life. I try to laugh at any and every insult thrown my way, but it wasn’t always that way. Insults and negative comments used to really alter my self-confidence. Sometimes it’s hard. At the end of the day knowing yourself and your worth will make you be able to laugh it off.
Insults come in many forms: comments on social media accounts (way to go keyboard warriors), nicknames or something said to you by someone you thought was a friend. No matter what form they’re in, we can agree that they suck… even when you try not to let it get to you.
At the time of most of these insults I was livid, maybe even sad or, as I mentioned before… self-conscious. Growing into myself over the past 5 years has really made me sit back, think. I then subsequently started laughing at the fact that these insults bothered me so much. Now I use them to fuel my flame and I hope that this post inspires you to do the same…
I was given this nickname in high school by the boys I grew up with. It was literally earth shattering when I saw that my name in one of their phones was “pterodactyl”.
Looking back, it was because I’m 5’10+ and have the wingspan of a D1 athlete. Most of there were (and still are) barely 6’0 with a slight Napoleon Complex.
Always remember, guys… jealousy is the ugliest trait and they’ll probably try to sleep with you later on in life.
Also, ironically the pterodactyl was always my favorite dinosaur. *shoulder shrug*
I’m going to assume they were off on their comparison though. My bff’s son was a dinosaur freak and always made me play the long neck.
ake that high school boys, I’m a long neck now.
2. “You can’t be a Victoria’s Secret model, you have no ass!”
This one right here… crushed me. When I was a teenager I really, truly wanted to be a Victoria’s Secret model…. then this was said.
Yes, wanting to be a VS Model is INSANE, but I was a teenage girl with big dreams. Also, for those who ask why I don’t model professionally or why I didn’t get in front of a camera sooner… this is why.
This particular insult has the most impact on me. It gave me body image issues that took over a decade to go away. This was said to me at the age of 15 by someone I really admired. He was my best guy friend and honestly he was like a brother to me.
I heard this comment in my head every time I got dressed. Every time I started to feel confident I would turn around and see… “no ass“.
It wasn’t until I started working out and lifting to obtain an ass that I realized:
1. I don’t have the build to have a large ass, the more I squat the tinier my waist gets. Nothing happens to my backside
2. I don’t need a huge ass to feel good about myself. I’m good just the way I am. I would like to possibly add 5 to 8 more lbs, but that’s a story for another day.
When I brought this up to him later in life he told me it was because he had a crush on me… What is this “He’s Just Not That Into You” where boys pick on the girls they like… No way, Jose. He’s just a jealous douche.
Also… years later and looking back on this comment, I laugh hysterically… a Victoria’s Secret model with an ass is an oxymoron and the guy who made the comment is just a moron.
This one… this isn’t on here because it upset me necessarily. This one is here to draw attention to a big problem today.
Body positivity is only a thing if you’re “thick”, a big girl or in real terms, slightly overweight.
The standard in the world today is that you can tell someone they are underweight, tell them to “go eat a cheeseburger” or say “…but sorry we can’t all be built like you”. First things first, skip the cheeseburger and get me some Chipotle or Saucy Balls… Second… the passive aggressive comments insinuating that I choose to be built like me are annoying. I don’t know how am I supposed to respond…”thank you?”.
At any rate, calling someone skeletor, Olive Oil, a stick figure or telling them to gain weight in any way is rude, unnecessary and quite frankly not your business. Let people live.
Honestly… in the end I am very thankful that it wasn’t all rainbows and butterflies growing up. It gave me the thick skin and self-confidence I need to laugh off the keyboard warriors and Instagram trolls today. I didn’t write this piece to gain sympathy, but to let people (especially young girls) know that they’re not alone when they are teased for their appearance. I also want people to know that it’s not okay to comment on anyone’s weight whether they’re under or over weight. The world is a cruel place… knowing we’re in this together can help. Anyone who is going through anything like this, please email or message me, I would love to help you overcome what the comments have created.