Unkindness is a serial killer.Death in the flesh sometimes seems like a less excruciating way to succumb than the slow and steady venom unleashed by mean-spirited, cruel words and actions that poison you over time. I guess thats why I cant stand the old childrens rhyme: sticks and stones may break my bones but words will never hurt me. Every time I hear it, I think to myself: thats a lie. You can dodge a rock, but you cant unhear a word. You cant undo the intentional damage that some words have on your mind, body, and spirit.Especially a word like ugly.

Unbound by Tarana Burke