Let’s talk about…Cyber bulling shall we?

MUAHAHAHA SO MUCH HATE FOR MY COSPLAYS! Guys… I feel legit now. Rite of passage has commenced. Heads up, I curse a bit. Lol…

Ahhhh… The things people get mad at are cracking me up. Some people take this stuff toooooooo seriously.



I was waiting a long time to write this, but now’s a better time than ever. Liz is about to get real okay? Brace yourself.

You guys know me, and you know… I don’t care much for negativity. Hey, people can have their opinions. They can be mean and bully me, but it’s on the internet so I take it all with a grain of salt.

As a kid (and you might find this surprising), people were afraid of me. When a kid bullied me… I’d beat the crap out of them. Lol… I was always in the principal’s office, no joke. My principal once pulled me in and said, “Liz, I’ll make a deal with you. If you don’t get into a fight for a whole month… I’ll give you a prize from the treasure chest.”

There was this baller butterfly pen I had my soul set on. I was like… “LET’S DO THIS!” It looked just like this one.


The next month was a valuable lesson for me. The bullies knew about my deal with the principal and worked overtime to torture me. They would throw my lunch on the floor, kick my chair, rip up my homework, shoot spitballs at me, pull my hair, trip me, etc. All the while, I was all super Ghandi-like. Lol… I had a goal to get that damn pen.

So a month passes, and I get called to the principal’s office to claim my epic badass butterfly pen. Not only was I stoked to get the pen, but I was super proud I kept myself in check. Upon returning to class, my teacher makes an announcement, and I’m all like… “SUCK IT BULLIES!”

Later on that day, the teacher just so happened to leave the room. One of the bullies came over to my desk, grabbed the butterfly pen, and snapped the butterfly right off the top.

Well, you might be expecting me to be calm and let it go… But in reality… I snapped him like he did my pen. Lol… I completely lost it and beat this kid to a pulp. I broke his little jerk face third grade nose. I remember getting pulled off of him and being sent straight to the principal’s office. Dead silence came out of me. I showed the principal my pen, and she actually started to cry. In that moment, it was a realization that she had expected so much more out of me. She was so proud her troubled child finally cleaning up her act, and when I did what I did and saw her reaction, her disappointment was more crushing than everything else.

I remember going home and staying up all night feeling guilty. So guilty. Yeah, I was pushed over the edge, but I needed to be held responsible for my actions, because other people depended on me and cared about me. By losing control and hurting the little jerk face, I not only caused physical pain to someone but emotional pain to someone who took time and effort to try and help me become a better person.

Throughout the rest of my elementary and middle school years, I admit that I did stumble a couple times. That’s what humans do, but I’m proud to say I finally ended up getting my act together. By high school I was no longer a troubled kid but a straight A, honor society goody two-shoes. I was accepted into a great college and ended up with my dream job. I decided after that day that I would no longer hurt anyone, either emotionally or physically. I always worshipped superheros, and I sure as hell wanted to be one. My positivity, passion, and kindness would be my main focus for the rest of my life. I would stay in control.

That night I realized that there will always be bullies and negative people. There are people who think they are better than others. Now mind you, that’s their prerogative. It’s their choice to alienate themselves from others. It’s up to them to decided to change or stay that way. On a side note, when people have repeated problems with others, I tell them to look at the common denominator. We are all imperfect, but pride often blinds us as a self-defense mechanism.

The relationships I’ve made and the people I’ve come to cherish and love have only helped me grow further as an individual. I love criticism and challenging my beliefs because it also helps me advance. This community is beautiful, and full of beautiful people. There are many complex people, including people who may not understand how much time, effort, and love you put into your outfits. It’s a very harsh thing to tell someone their cosplay is lazy, or inaccurate, or that they did a bad job because they too are human and they know they are doing a mean thing.

We could debate for hours as to the “why”, but that’s not the point. The point of that this is for me to help those reading this who have been bullied and may not have as thick a skin as some would like. Keep in mind when dealing with a bully, you don’t know this individual’s life circumstances. You really don’t need to relate to them or even warrant a response. Just brush it off! Ignore it! DO NOT LET THEIR NEGATIVITY BRING YOU DOWN!!! It doesn’t matter your race, weight, sex, whether or not you sewed everything, if you bought it, if you commissioned it… F*ck all of it. Don’t focus on any of that. Focus on the FUN and the POSITIVE. Have courtesy and treat others they way you wish to be treated. Even if they treat you like sh*t, be the bigger person treat them with kindness.

Everybody’s got problems. Everyone’s got emotional baggage. Everyone’s fighting with themselves about something. If you see a cosplayer and you love their work, let them know! Share them and help this community grow because all we all have each other. Don’t be a vain, petty, selfish, bully, and don’t exploit your friends for popularity. Don’t tear another person down online, and DO NOT speak ill of others. It only makes you look bad. Ranting with close friends is one thing but blasting negativity all over your page online, on forums, etc… is not cool. You might not get along with another human being, but I’m sure they have people who do get along with them just fine, and to the third parties it just makes you look like an overly-emotional, unstable drama queen. YEAH, I SAID IT!!!

In practice this is all harder said than done. You start obsessing and asking yourself, “Why would someone speak ill of me or my cosplays? What did I do to deserve this? Do other people really think this way?” No man is an island, but you and you alone are responsible for your happiness. Who gives a sh*t what these people say. You are responsible for letting these things get to you. Don’t depend on others to make you happy or to make you feel better. Look at yourself everyday and point out something you like about yourself. Find something new everyday. If you can’t, you should sit down and reflect on why that is. Why are you letting yourself feel negative about your image? Fall in love with yourself because you all have something to offer and contribute to this world. Try to make others happy. Pay it forward. Compliment someone once a day. Tell someone that they did a good job.

The reason I love cosplay is because it gives me validation in my life. Everyone needs validation. This is kind of cheesy, but it gets the point across on what I’m trying to tell all of you. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Cbk980jV7Ao

Go do something that makes you happy today. When you are met with negativity, kick it to the side. Cut negative people out of your life. Sometimes this can even be family, so make sure that you reduce contact with them as much as possible. It takes time but with perseverance you can and will be happier in your life. I know I am and because of it I can take the negativity and ignore it.

As my cosplay grows, I’ll be faced with more and more negativity. However, I’m going to train right through it with my positive attitude, just like I do in my day to day life. You guys can do it, too. I believe in all of you, and you are all amazing. You are all a f*cking special snowflake. OKAY!?

Ranting is over. :3 I love all of you. Remember, do something for yourself and others today.

Shirt from the Wicked Tailor.