Sticks and Stones

You Are Beautiful

It’s a fallacy, that old grade school rhyme: “Sticks and stones may break my bones, but names will never hurt me.” I’m pretty sure nothing could be further from the truth. Those who have been called “stupid, fat, dumb, worthless, wanna-be, retard…” and much, much worse will probably agree. As a purveyor of words, I […]