Yeah that shits serious. I've never had anything like that happen to me.

As a child no one would get within touching distance of me. In fact, in lines no one would want to have me stand behind them. To them, I was a cootie hoarder. I used to cope with my loneliness by reading and playing with ants, which only brought me more and more attention by bullying. Since I moved schools almost every year no situations really escalated more than simple bullying. Sometimes I used to have snow thrown at me or down my pants... Once someone ran me over with their bike, and another time I was hit by a car of an older person (no, it was not anything bad, they bumped my arm and ribs with the side mirror thing) to harass me. Bullies also used to throw pinecones, icicles, and paper wads at any of my friends if they saw me with them. eventually everyone decided to stop being my friend because the bullying was so terrible. After that, being a recluse was easy, since I've basically done it my entire life.

Consider yourself very lucky. I've been through all of them numerous times, except the first one. (They spat after me on one occasion, but the blobber didn't hit me). The LCD game theft only happened once.

I was bullied throughout grade school by most kids on some level -- name calling, making fun, light physical teasing (shoving, hitting in the arm, etc).
In high school it dropped off a lot, but what was there got worse on some level. Very little violence, thankfully.
My family were the worst bullies (brother, and than later father).

People would occasionally be harsh towards me in high-school because they saw that I was shy and tense, but I can gladly say that I was never seriously bullied in elementary school. The few times that people said anything offensive towards me in elementary school resulted in the offenders getting hurt by my protective cousin.

I was bullied for being a half-foreigner too, for being overweight and because my behaviour was apparently different from others (although I still do not know how it was different). It was the worst during grades 1-6, after that it toned down quite a lot. My classmates would usually seclude me from their games, or if I'd be taken along, I'd be granted the worst part (they were usually some kind of role playing games), or would be ordered to do something for them. If I wouldn't do what they wanted me to do, I'd get called with names. Sometimes my possessions got stolen/broken.

There was some bullying/unprofessionality from the teachers too, my teachers favoured most students over me. They praised other kids' drawings or whatever but would never say anything about mine. One teacher even said that I suck. When my mother tried to contact them about these bullying issues, they'd usually brush it off by saying that "it's a cultural thing" or "we'd prefer to speak to your husband" (my mother was a foreigner, after all).

It all destroyed my self-esteem, and led me to being a bully for a while too. Being bullied completely changed me, and I haven't been able to get my old self back. It still has been going on in a way or another (hateful talk about me in the internet, threats, harassing phone calls). Internet gives bullies/mean-minded people lots of powerful playground nowadays. I feel bad for people who go to school and get bullied on this online-age.

I was alienated during large parts of my childhood. The only real cases of bullying, in the form of trashtalk, were between age 16-21 or so when I behaved like a characterless and mentally weak manwhore without identity, because I was trying to live a social life and adapt to society. Other than that I was mostly "bullied" by teachers, doctors and other adults. Especially parents of other kids used to trashtalk me, but these parents were scared of me even when I was 8-10 years old. They stepped out of the way as if I was an adult.

For most of my life I was just known as the ice king or something. People were scared of me. I've been told I command a certain presence and possess some kind of intimidating authority. Kind of like Hitler. I've been compared to him countless times. Some kids wanted to befriend me but didn't know how, because I was so cold and sinister, so they started pouring praise on me but the ice was never broken. The people I had a more relaxed relation to were mostly video game nerds. They also considered me some kind of elite connaisseur gamer, despite the fact I only played a small number of games I obsessed with, and always asked me for advice.

My social experiments have showed me that when I am my distanced self, I get bows and stutters from service personel, people in the street humble themselves before me etc, but when I behaved socially outgoing and desperate I was ridiculed.

I still use my arrogant and commanding personality as protection from the normal people. Deep down I'm a caring person though but this only shows around either the weak or the people who understand me. Towards the normal society I'm a genocidal narcissistic psychopath with the spirit of Hitler walking besides me as my guardian angel.

I've been bullied all my life for being non-white.

I got bullied today. I was at the grocery store. I went to those self serving things so I wouldn't have to stand in line. When I was finished the machine "accidently" messed up and said that it was a problem with the weight? It said that help was comming. All around me people came and went, no problem. I had enough and got help myself.

I imagine there being some racist White-trash in another room looking at me with a camera.

What race are you?

I better not give too much information, I'm a blatte. :P And I grew up in norrland.

Early on I wasn't really bullied, but I was pretty much avoided since I was weird.
Later I tried to fit in for a while but quit, since 1. it didn't work anyway 2. nor did i want to be like the others (brainless giggly dumb bitchy school girls) so I just decided to be on my own all the time. I was never accepted and bullied verbally from time to time, but not as bad as some others were.
Later on at another school I spent (nearly)all the breaks aimlessly wandering about playing GBA by myself since i saw no point in randomly talking to people with completely different interests, and over time that kind of attracted attention and some random people would randomly scream "GAME BOY GIRL!!" when I passed by @_@ Usually like 1-3 times each break. I had no idea how I was supposed to react to that, if that was supposed to be some sort of attack or if it wasn't, but either way I just decided it was probably best to try to completely ignore everything around me and just keep escaping (literally by walking off and unliterally by escaping to game worlds) o.o
I have kept that *I didn't see you, I didn't hear it, nothing happened and I'll just disappear quickly* attitude to this day... Whenever someone I don't know well tries to approach me I automatically try to avoid it, regardless of whether they are nice or not, out of sheer insecurity and because I don't know how to react.
I wasn't bullied at work since it was a rather nice place to begin with and I got a lot of respect for my work. Luckily you can get away with being weird and unpredictable as an artist.

One of the worst things about returning to my hometown for holidays is that it stirs bad memories of my time here all the way through secondary/high school. I can't seem to remember the good times at school, it just seemed that everyday I was always being picked on just for being nerdy. It was a case of - you didn't like football/soccer or any sport you were instantly outshunned by everyone else. A lot of people were in close groups so after a few friends left over the years I ended up with only a few good friends amidst all the verbal abuse that got thrown at me for seemingly no reason. Years after I do see a few people who were nasty to me but now it doesn't matter, I just don't even look at them when passing by and totally cut myself off from all of those who made school life so miserable. I try to forget about those times and focusing on what's happening now to prevent these old memories resurfacing everytime I return home.

I was bullied in school, because I was slow and fat. And I never fought against it. They called me names and made fun of me.
I have problems finding words and to conter is difficult for me. I also have problems sometimes with the right grammar and say words in the wrong order and then people only make more fun of me.

People often be really annoying and intimidating to me specifically, a lot of the time in my school. They must think after a few minutes I'll forget about it, but I actually stress and worry about it for weeks... Just last night I was so stressed I was wide awake at 1 am, trying to stop myself hyperventilating...

I hate school...

I got messed with by people I couldn't stop being 'friends' with as I grew up, so I figured that was a pretty normal way to be around people.
In secondary school I screwed up a lot of people, some switched classes, some just left. When I feel vunerable I honestly regret it..
...but when I'm in a bad mood I wish they were with me so I could do it all over again.

I was bullied and excommunicated for most of my childhood, for various reasons like not being masculine enough, or being too nerdy.
I remember this one time i got beat up by a classmate for getting an A on an exam and I actually enjoyed every punch of it.
Though being randomly shoved or punched was really narky, that scathed me the most I think.

Yeah, it's the random stuff that gets me the most too...
Like I sometimes can't even walk from A to B without bumping into people who suddenly make me want to harm myself (I don't, but I feel the urge to)

there was this really mean girl in highschool. she didnt care about others hearing the mean things she said. while most people mocked me behined my back she was all about the in your face insults. she just happen to be super hot. i actually had multiple fantasies about her.one where im getting my revenge and dominating her. the other one was her dominating me with her bitch attitude. forcing me to do things and snacking me around. calling me names. she was a bitch but she was a hot bitch.

Ehhh... I don't feel any urge to hurt myself, though the random stuff are definitely the narkiest.
I just feel a need to go back home when encountering irascible cantankerous people.

because of columbine i was able to avoid alot of physical bullying. also because of the area i live in it was a general rule that no one messes with anyone unless you got real beef with them. even the gangsters knew that some random person could come to school one day and blast most of them away in a couple of seconds. no one had real beef with me so most of it was verbal. one day i could be having a friendly conversation with someone and the next day i would be the subject of ridicule. i didnt trust anyone. not even my friends. not even my cousins. one guy was actually talking to my cousin about beating me up because i looked and acted stupid. my cousin persuaded him not to cause my cousin would get into trouble. i was getting ready to kill him if he touched me. if that bitch from my earlier post was physical with me im ashamed to say that i might have raped her in revenge. years of being a victim has made me the way i am. fuck with me and ill fuck you up even if it results in my death.

Yeah, by that I more meant the rage, because a couple days ago when some people were annoying me, I really wanted to kick or destroy something...

With me it's all verbal as well, but I know how you feel about not trusting people, even if they're your friends. Because someone who was my friend for a couple years had people who annoyed me in his friend group, so when he was with them he annoyed me too, (maybe he wasn't the best friend I could've had), so eventually it got to me so much I completely ignored him and whenever I walk past him or hear his voice I want to kill him, like once I sat behind him and had the urge to inflict physical harm upon him, which is weird for me seeing as I'm fairly weak and scrawny, but also pretty quiet and don't thing about those things.

I really need to see my school counsellor

I can't help but be cynical ReclusiveX, to hear strong words like that years after you finished school. You sound bitter and clinging onto your powerless rage in frustration at your ineffectualness to make any move to stand up for yourself. Why continue to torment yourself each day with people and situations that are only so vividly remembered in your own mind?

I think its easy to tell yourself what you'd be willing to do the next time it happened, but living by those words is a different thing entirely. I don't doubt you would be capable of some extreme action if you were really pushed to it. Yet, to venture it yourself seems incongruous with what you have said. The altercations were never physical, for instance. Why? Why didn't you lash out and stand up for yourself? You need only have picked one person to confront and it would have sent a message to everyone else that you weren't a push over.

I think you are codifying yourself with soothing words that you are a stronger person now. You sound the part, sure, but there's no accountability here. No one is going to hold you to your word. There is no threat.

I know revenge fantasies are a common reaction to futility, but its not very pleasant reading about who you would rape and murder. Especially when the words sound hollow.

I stand by Reanimator.

Usually, people keep remembering any bad experiences such as bullying because the memories that are the sharpest are those that are kept on a constant play. While it's tempting to remember them, it's better to treat them as a memory that doesn't really matter too much.

Most of the people here are really awesome, regardless of how they think of themselves.



I do agree with this though. Girls who are unusually bitchy and beautiful at the same time?

My problem I suppose is I can only forget about it until I go to school