Kids aren't always bullies.

Just today, I had a conversation with one of my best friends and she talked about how it's so difficult to feel content with yourself when there are so many people who tell you you're not good enough.

Words can be so many things. They can be powerful, friendly or weapons people use to bring us down. How many of us have heard incidents where people have taken their lives because they couldn't handle being told all the negative things, and being told they din't deserve to live?

Words can be harmful enough to take people's lives which is why it's so important to be mindful of what we say. I believe if we have nothing good to say, then don't say anything at all. Atleast your silence won't shatter the other person's dreams.

Ever so often, we're taught on how to avoid big bullies but bullying isn't always physical and certainly not always done by kids. Quite frankly most of the bullying done these days is verbal.

Whether it's cyber, physical or verbal bullying, people are reluctant to admit being victims because they're scared of not being heard or having to face harsher consequences.

We underestimate the consequences of bullying, it leaves a person with a low to an almost completely shattered self esteem and trust issues which leads to problems in their personal lives.

When will we realize that bullying is a 'serious public health problem'? It should no longer be taken lightly and people should feel comfortable talking about it without the fear of getting judged and ignored.

I once had a math teacher who verbally bullied kids, thinking it will help us get better at math, moreover, thinking it will help us learn how to deal with 'problems' in the future. Little did she know about all the scarred memories and constant fear of failure she developed in our minds. I remember hating math periods and would do anything to skip them. She would constantly taunt each kid making sure everyone heard her taunts and insults.

She made most of us believe that we're too dumb to understand it and made me fear math tests and that's something that still makes me anxious to this day. I soon realized that even tho I might not be great at it, I'm not horrible at it either but I grew up believing it just wasn't meant for me to understand...all because of the hurtful words from a teacher.

My point being, bullying can be done by anyone whether it's a classmate or a teacher and I wish we start sticking up for people going through those times and give them constant reassurance that it will get better!

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