Two of my favorite women talk about one of my not-so-favorite topics, bulling. Only one person ever called me "faggot" growing up in middle school and I remember his face very well. I got really pissed off and wore black lipstick and eyeliner for a few weeks after that and became the towel boy during his gym class. It was fun throwing the towel lower to the ground when he came out of the shower. He never called me that name again. Hmmmm. I guess I should take this time to thank my high school for accepting me for being different. The student body at Central High School in Grand Junction, Colorado, never bullied me and they all (as a school) kept me from feeling unsafe. Maybe we should go one step further with this bullying shit and start honoring schools/groups that are "bully free." No one wants to be left out! Do you have a bully experience you would like to share in the comments?