Not many people understand. For so many of us, middle school was a veritable minefield of acne, hormones, and ugly rumors. Why on earth would anyone choose to go back there? My answer: I honestly don't know. Middle school is still hard, maybe even harder from this perspective. Sure, my skin is clear now, but I also have a hundred sets of eyes on me throughout the day. A hundred eyes that judge. A hundred eyes that are convinced I have nothing of value to offer them. A hundred eyes that would rather be doing just about anything else.
But those eyes also need people like me. People who will listen to their problems--no matter how petty they tend to seem. They need someone who will laugh with them, not at them. Someone who will take their punches and love them anyway because I do love them, hormones and all.