Own It

In fifth grade, my best friend got a bra; I let my mom know that I definitely needed one more than my friend did, so we went shopping.  I got a Little Teen Miss white training bra with a pink bow, and I wore it and giggled when the boys tried to snap it.  In sixth grade, the novelty had worn off and I wore a bra only sometimes until another girl told me that I needed to wear one because I “jiggled.”  Read More Own It

Growing Up Gimpy: My Scoliosis Story

I thought I’d cap off bullying awareness week by discussing something that’s tangentially related to bullying: My name is Hattie, and I have scoliosis.

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