We all know that it's the most untrue rhyme EVER - sticks & stones may break my bones, but names will never hurt me.
Substitute "words" for "names," and the adage fails even more. Words are powerful. I know this. I choose a One Little Word to guide me every year. Words define my Core Desired Feelings. I've been known to write epic emails and pithy texts. I send a birthday email to a dear friend every year - a numbered list that corresponds with his age that contains painstakingly chosen words. I grew up with an Uncle who lovingly (and teasingly) called me "Worth Even Less"...words that stung even though I knew that they came from an innocent place. My first marriage was full of hateful words, followed by apologetic lies. I was skilled with words as a speech & debate competitor. I now fill my life with words...adding them to photos & projects, hanging them on the walls, weaving freelance passions around them.
The end of this week was punctuated by hurtful words. A co-worker described me as "an emotional wreck who cries & yells"....I have been turning those words over in my mind, asking myself if they are true, and finding some comfort in knowing....to my core...that they are not. Was there a time that they may have rung true? Yes...but that time is in the past. Another statement (from someone else) stripped my self-worth in the span of a brief text.
In response to the hurt, the universe practically shouted at me - nothing's gonna hurt you the way that words do when they settle 'neath your skin. I woke up thinking of that song, and have listened to it on repeat all day. Let your words be anything but empty. Why don't you tell them the truth?
I just wanna see ME be brave.