Yea, I can relate to this. In high school I had a nickname “kito". My friends called me mosquito because I was too skinny and smallish. I think that was when I grew my sharp tongue because I would attack when they call me that. But with time, as I got tired of attacking constantly I started making fun of the name and calling myself out so they eventually stopped shaming my size.

I’ve learned how to take out the power criticism holds over me by letting their judgement comments slide like rain drops.