Growing up, my mother always told that whole “Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me”. I believed it (probably why I have such a high resilience to verbal abuse/name calling) until one night when my brother and mother got into a fight, In this fight, my brother repeated something my mother was always called growing up and just like that, my mother fell apart. To this day, that is the only time I’ve seen her cry. I repeated the old saying to her trying to comfort her, but all I got back was her yelling “Yeah well sticks and stones may break my bones, but bones heal, words never do”. Even though I still do not get affected by name calling, every time I hear the saying or hear someone name call, I always think of that night. So like the picture says, words do hurt,