Dear Bully, I Forgive You —
Dear Bully,
You didn’t win.
You thought your lies would silence me.
You thought your slander would define me.
You thought you could twist my name into dirt and watch me disappear.
You were wrong.
I’m still here.
Louder.
Clearer.
Wiser.
And burning with the kind of strength you’ll never understand—because you’ve never had to build yourself from ashes.
Let me be crystal clear:
I forgive you.
Not because you deserve it.
But because I deserve peace.
Because I refuse to carry the poison you tried to pour into my life.
But don’t confuse my forgiveness with weakness.
I’m not quiet anymore.
I’m not scared anymore.
I’m not apologizing for surviving the war you threw me into.
Your actions were evil.
Your words were weapons.
Your silence was cruelty.
Your jealousy?
Obvious.
You may hide behind fake happiness and sweet lies, whisper in dark corners, and pretend to be holy—but truth doesn’t need to shout to win. It simply shines, and in that light, every lie begins to rot.
You bullied the wrong woman.
You tried to crush a mother, a fighter, a voice chosen by the Divine.
And now, I speak.
Not just for me.
But for every woman too scared to speak.
For every girl trembling in her room after being shamed.
For every soul broken by words that cut deeper than knives.
I speak because someone needs to hear that the pain will not last forever.
But the truth will.
So no—I will not be silent to keep your comfort.
I will not shrink to protect your ego.
I will not erase myself just so you can feel taller.
Your reign of cruelty ends here.
Because this woman has awakened.
And when a strong woman speaks her truth—
she becomes unstoppable.