Ever Been Bullied? If So, How Did You React?
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I got bullied for being the new kid for five years in primary school by all but three of the boys in my class, and the girls didn't really interact with us. This extended to being physically beaten when they were bored, (or being chased round the playground if I didn't want to sit and take my lumps) getting food thrown at me, getting verbally abused every day, the teachers didn't believe any of it was happening, and on one occasion I was actually invited to someone's birthday party for the sole reason that they were going to spend the day bullying me.
My response then was to comfort eat and basically cry myself to sleep every night for five years while wondering why no one believed me.
Then I went to high school and as a result of the aforementioned comfrot eating was bullied for being overweight, the only kids who were more overweight than me compensated for their overweightness by basically becoming ringleaders of the others who were bullying me. I was also very intelligent and not particularly disposed towards fighting at that point so I was somewhat easy pickings. And I was at boarding school so they had access to me 24/5 until the weekends. I had water poured on my bed, water poured on me while I was in bed, toothpaste in the hair, all my clothes thrown out the window on one occasion, more beating, more verbal abuse, isolated from the group and basically spent all my time sitting in a corner.
My response was to start writing stories in which I brutally murdered all of them several hundred different ways, which of course got me sent to the head of house for having anger issues, the teachers continued to not believe me, I became a complete recluse, developed Obsessive Compulsive tendencies, swung from the low end of the autistic spectrum right the way into 'can hardly even deal with people' became excessively paranoid and claustrophobic to the point that still a group of people larger than five makes me freak out, developed bipolar depressive disorder which continues to haunt me every second, I actually have flashbacks to my time being bullied in school which I imagine play out as practically PTSD. I had insomnia as a result of my stress levels, I continued to comfort eat of course, so my weight ballooned.
Today the only remnants are my insomnia, manic-depression, OCD, autism, paranoia and the only occasional flashback. SO I think I handled it quite well, given that other people subjected to 15 straight years of bullying either go off the deep end and shoot up the school or kill themselves.
My response then was to comfort eat and basically cry myself to sleep every night for five years while wondering why no one believed me.
Then I went to high school and as a result of the aforementioned comfrot eating was bullied for being overweight, the only kids who were more overweight than me compensated for their overweightness by basically becoming ringleaders of the others who were bullying me. I was also very intelligent and not particularly disposed towards fighting at that point so I was somewhat easy pickings. And I was at boarding school so they had access to me 24/5 until the weekends. I had water poured on my bed, water poured on me while I was in bed, toothpaste in the hair, all my clothes thrown out the window on one occasion, more beating, more verbal abuse, isolated from the group and basically spent all my time sitting in a corner.
My response was to start writing stories in which I brutally murdered all of them several hundred different ways, which of course got me sent to the head of house for having anger issues, the teachers continued to not believe me, I became a complete recluse, developed Obsessive Compulsive tendencies, swung from the low end of the autistic spectrum right the way into 'can hardly even deal with people' became excessively paranoid and claustrophobic to the point that still a group of people larger than five makes me freak out, developed bipolar depressive disorder which continues to haunt me every second, I actually have flashbacks to my time being bullied in school which I imagine play out as practically PTSD. I had insomnia as a result of my stress levels, I continued to comfort eat of course, so my weight ballooned.
Today the only remnants are my insomnia, manic-depression, OCD, autism, paranoia and the only occasional flashback. SO I think I handled it quite well, given that other people subjected to 15 straight years of bullying either go off the deep end and shoot up the school or kill themselves.
My school is pretty small, so you know everyone and are less likely to get bullied. Generally the worst is bookchecking.
This one ************ kept sitting in my goddamn chair and calling me a nerd. I got mad, slammed his head off the table, and shoved him onto the ground. The teacher got him up, and told him not to ever sit in my chair again.
This one ************ kept sitting in my goddamn chair and calling me a nerd. I got mad, slammed his head off the table, and shoved him onto the ground. The teacher got him up, and told him not to ever sit in my chair again.
I used to be pushed around by a dude when I was in 2d grade, he was a real ass and stuff (even for being a kid), but it the end was no biggie.
I've been an outsider more than a few times in my life though. I guess it's just the way I deal with new crowds of people at times, sometimes I adapt sometimes I don't. Not always fun but not always that bad either ^^
I've been an outsider more than a few times in my life though. I guess it's just the way I deal with new crowds of people at times, sometimes I adapt sometimes I don't. Not always fun but not always that bad either ^^
Let's just say I was never the most popular girls in school, I was picked on because of my hair colour, the fact that I'm not stick thin and I don't cope very well in social situations. the number of "incidents" is so high I'm not going through each one.
First bit of bullying I can remember was when I was 7 or 8, some boys at school picked on me, got me in to trouble for stuff that wasn't my fault... I didn't react very well to it at first. The teacher never believed me when I said it wasn't me because I was the new girl and she'd never had these problems in class before, so it must be me. Anyways, eventually my mother got called in and things cooled off for a while. The bullying started up again, but in a much more subtle (as subtle as you can be when you're a child, anyway) and passive aggressive way. The boys never got me in trouble with the teacher but they were always whispering horrible things to me and ruining my work. I just put up with it until we moved, I must've been about 9 when we did.
Some how I managed to avoid being bullied up until I was 11. I started secondary school, high school, whatever. This time bullying came from the female front. Lovely rumours were spread about me, general bitchiness and backstabbing. I learned to ignore it, but when things got out of hand and no one else would step in or protect me in the fear they'd get cast out of the "in" group, I stood up for myself. I was your typical loner, spending lunchtimes alone doing work or reading. But every little thing said about me sort of collected up inside my head.
Then things got physical. I got into a bit of a fight with the ring leader, but that didn't stop the rumours for long. Instead I went behind their backs, started my own rumours. There were more fights, a lot of passive aggressiveness from me, this earned me a lot of respect from the group of people that didn't like the "in" group, I finally had people on my side. At this point I didn't really need them because I could stand up for myself.
So the bullying has stopped since this group of people have finally understood that they will never win, I can fight back. I know my way of going about things wasn't the best and it doesn't make me any better than them, it might even make me worse.
But me, one girl, standing alone against a group of maybe 20 guys and gals for over 5 years and winning, well... it certainly feels like an achievement to me.
First bit of bullying I can remember was when I was 7 or 8, some boys at school picked on me, got me in to trouble for stuff that wasn't my fault... I didn't react very well to it at first. The teacher never believed me when I said it wasn't me because I was the new girl and she'd never had these problems in class before, so it must be me. Anyways, eventually my mother got called in and things cooled off for a while. The bullying started up again, but in a much more subtle (as subtle as you can be when you're a child, anyway) and passive aggressive way. The boys never got me in trouble with the teacher but they were always whispering horrible things to me and ruining my work. I just put up with it until we moved, I must've been about 9 when we did.
Some how I managed to avoid being bullied up until I was 11. I started secondary school, high school, whatever. This time bullying came from the female front. Lovely rumours were spread about me, general bitchiness and backstabbing. I learned to ignore it, but when things got out of hand and no one else would step in or protect me in the fear they'd get cast out of the "in" group, I stood up for myself. I was your typical loner, spending lunchtimes alone doing work or reading. But every little thing said about me sort of collected up inside my head.
Then things got physical. I got into a bit of a fight with the ring leader, but that didn't stop the rumours for long. Instead I went behind their backs, started my own rumours. There were more fights, a lot of passive aggressiveness from me, this earned me a lot of respect from the group of people that didn't like the "in" group, I finally had people on my side. At this point I didn't really need them because I could stand up for myself.
So the bullying has stopped since this group of people have finally understood that they will never win, I can fight back. I know my way of going about things wasn't the best and it doesn't make me any better than them, it might even make me worse.
But me, one girl, standing alone against a group of maybe 20 guys and gals for over 5 years and winning, well... it certainly feels like an achievement to me.
I went to a small school (like less than 100 pupils a year) when I was 8-11. In that pretty much everyone in my year (like all but 12 rejects who were ignored by everyone) bullied me relentlessly. I am weak and slow but when I seriously lose my temper I'm like a different kid. When I got angry (which was like once a day) I could almost catch the fastest kid in the year. Once I caught one of the main bullies and floored him before repeatedly smashing his head into the floor. When other people dragged me off I turned on them and used my nails to force them to let go of me before punching one of my best friends in the face as hard as I could. When the red mist comes down I go crazy.
After about a year and a half I started contemplating suicide. At 10 years old. Thankfully I never went trough with it.
After about a year and a half I started contemplating suicide. At 10 years old. Thankfully I never went trough with it.
Not physically. And anything verbal I got was well deserved, considering the way I presented myself.
Despite the fact that I'm quiet, relatively shy, physically weak, very short up until this last year, and keep to myself when I'm not around my friends or family, I've never really been bullied. The worst bully I've ever met is my best friend.
Towards the end of grade school, by about 3-4 guys. I tried to drown one, slammed another's head into a door and got the last two expelled. Didn't get into trouble, because I used the "self-defense" plea, and banked on my excellent scholastic and disciplinary record.
Near the end of high school, I settled a score with some guy who'd been bugging me since the start of high school. Broke his arm, but didn't play the "self-defense" card, since I really did want to hurt him. Told the principal that "he started it".
Near the end of high school, I settled a score with some guy who'd been bugging me since the start of high school. Broke his arm, but didn't play the "self-defense" card, since I really did want to hurt him. Told the principal that "he started it".
I've been teased/bullied all through school all it did was make me like guys a hell of a lot more than girls(Cause it was the girls who did it) and become more introverted and go for books and video games and music and dance to forget about what had happened. And focused me more on working on cars. It also raised how competitive I am since my friends are almost all boys....
in elementary and middle and high school. different people each time. after a lot of bullying, each time, i beat them up. all of them. about 20 or so punches each and a kick or two. they didn't even manage to fight back, and they all stopped imeadiately.
No one really bullied me.
I never really bothered anyone, and usually helped people, so everyone usually just left me alone. And whenever someone did try to bully me, other people would step in and tell him to fuck off. If a girl tried to bully me or get on my nerves, I'd just play mind games with her and get her all paranoid.
So yeah, I was relatively fine throughout school.
Plus I had really tough friends, so that helped.
I never really bothered anyone, and usually helped people, so everyone usually just left me alone. And whenever someone did try to bully me, other people would step in and tell him to fuck off. If a girl tried to bully me or get on my nerves, I'd just play mind games with her and get her all paranoid.
So yeah, I was relatively fine throughout school.
Plus I had really tough friends, so that helped.
I was bullied mostly in secondary school by the group of popular girls who were only popular because they were whores. They pretty much isolated me from everyone else and made sure I was in a living hell. They pushed me around, stole my stuff, got the guys to join in and trip me up when I walked past, called me fat and ugly, developed a lot of nicknames for me. They jumped me in a big group and kicked the shit outa me. I used to be really shy and quiet and so I didn't stand up for myself or do anything.
I used to go into the toilets at lunchtime to avoid being picked on, but sometimes they would find me there. One time just to make my life even more miserable they spread a rumour around the school that I tried to hang myself in the toilets, resulting in me being sent to a counsellor and my family being contacted. I never told them what really happened.
The bullying went on the whole time I was there, so about 5 years. Felt like I was in prison. Anyway the next school I went to only let in smart people so I didn't have to deal with those idiots anymore.
I used to go into the toilets at lunchtime to avoid being picked on, but sometimes they would find me there. One time just to make my life even more miserable they spread a rumour around the school that I tried to hang myself in the toilets, resulting in me being sent to a counsellor and my family being contacted. I never told them what really happened.
The bullying went on the whole time I was there, so about 5 years. Felt like I was in prison. Anyway the next school I went to only let in smart people so I didn't have to deal with those idiots anymore.
i was once sort of bullied physically and minor verbal abuse as well for a period of 2 weeks at my school by someone who was new and had emotional probs. however we were in a rugby class and he decided that i would be the perfect target to tackle and so he did despite it being against the rules and he knew this. he tried it again and i promptly floored him in one smooth motion using his own weight against him. after this everyone realised that i was being picked on by this one person and since it was a small year of 14 people everyone socially isolated him. he was expelled 2 weeks later for bullying issues and that was the last english speaking school he could go to on the greek speaking island of cyprus and so he became educationally fucked.
I really don't wanna talk about them. Painful memories. All I will say is yes, i've been bullied, and yes, i've faught back. Yes, I won a few times.
7th Grade: I was talking about some game or another, using way too much hand movement. I clip this kid in the side of the head. I turn and apologize. I turn back to continue gaming chat (this is happening in the lunch line by the way) Next thing he gets in my face, cussing me out. I stand there and tell him that I made a mistake. I was sorry. It is no big deal. He takes my glasses off and asks what I'm going to do now. He says he threw them. I told him I'm not stupid and that I would have seen him throw the glasses. He then punches me in the face. I stand there and take it unflinching. It was like that scene in Batman Forever where Riddler punches the guard only, the kid didn't hurt his hand. I assume he wasn't hurt mainly because he punched me in the face a couple more times. Still, I stand there and take it, unflinchingly. He punches my crotch, missing anything vital. I continue standing there unflinchingly and ask if he's done. He drops my glasses and stalks off.
I didn't fight back because;
A
I really don't know how
B I figured taking it like that would have been impressive enough (no blood, bruises, etc)
C I'm a white kid, he was a black kid...in my mind I figured it would be...not good.
I didn't fight back because;
A
I really don't know howB
I figured taking it like that would have been impressive enough (no blood, bruises, etc)C
I'm a white kid, he was a black kid...in my mind I figured it would be...not good.