tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29373297.post115853829481960619..comments2024-03-23T18:50:32.902-04:00Comments on Telling Secrets: But who do you say that I am?Elizabeth Kaetonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06787552280232329081noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29373297.post-1158869701794388422006-09-21T16:15:00.000-04:002006-09-21T16:15:00.000-04:00Sister, I have had the same feeling about this phr...Sister, <BR/>I have had the same feeling about this phrase since I was a child, chased from playgrounds, beaten in school yards, and even into my days in the first gay rights marches. <BR/><BR/>The thing is, I survived and flourished. I wonder where the bullies are today. The idea that "names can never hurt you" in my experience has made me stronger and more careful. <BR/><BR/>Of course, that does not heal the pain. It just makes me more determined to keep going and keep on, keepin' on. <BR/><BR/>I had nothing to be ashamed of then (though I didn't know it) and I have nothing to be ashamed of now.<BR/><BR/>Ahem!wmjhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04231180303350376946noreply@blogger.com