creationtheory
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I wasn't a bully and I wouldn't say I was bullied. There were a lot of red necks who would give me a lot of shit. I guess I don't classify it as bullying because it didn't hurt my feelings.
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Were you a bully when you were a kid?
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Aesius
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I generally tried to be nice to everyone, especially kids who were victims of bullying themselves.
That said, I definitely joined in on bullying from time to time, but never anything exceptionally mean. Mostly just joking around, and I'm pretty sure the "victims" knew we weren't being serious.
Edit: The only time I was a victim of bullying was in 9th grade when some fat fuck 11th grader came up and gave me a bear hug (?) in front of his friends. It happened so fast and took me by surprise, so I instinctively pushed back as hard as I could and slammed us both into the lockers. He got pissed and pushed me, then walked away laughing with his friends. I was kind of afraid of him for a while after that because I thought he would continue to fuck with me, but he never did.
That said, I definitely joined in on bullying from time to time, but never anything exceptionally mean. Mostly just joking around, and I'm pretty sure the "victims" knew we weren't being serious.
Edit: The only time I was a victim of bullying was in 9th grade when some fat fuck 11th grader came up and gave me a bear hug (?) in front of his friends. It happened so fast and took me by surprise, so I instinctively pushed back as hard as I could and slammed us both into the lockers. He got pissed and pushed me, then walked away laughing with his friends. I was kind of afraid of him for a while after that because I thought he would continue to fuck with me, but he never did.
Nah not when I was younger. This one kid kept trying to bully me in the 8th grade. We had one of those projects that you have to take care of an egg baby and he broke mine before school one day, so I told the teacher because I didnt want to fail. Then one day I was walking home from school and he followed me yelling stupid shit, so I punched him in the stomach and he never bothered me again. I actually ran into him at a bar about a year ago since I hadnt seen him since high school. We chatted about random life stuff and he paid for my tab and left while I was in the bathroom.
Charles Foster Kane
Rosebud
No. I was bullied in high school, though.
In grade school, me and my friends really ragged on this one kid. We always picked on him.
A few years back, I ran into him. He was working at a Best Buy and recognized me. I took the opportunity to apologize to him about how I had behaved back then. It bothered me for years, and I had to get it off my chest.
I haven't seen him since then, but I hope I came across as sincere.
A few years back, I ran into him. He was working at a Best Buy and recognized me. I took the opportunity to apologize to him about how I had behaved back then. It bothered me for years, and I had to get it off my chest.
I haven't seen him since then, but I hope I came across as sincere.
I was a bully bully (junior high/early high school). Would fight the kids that bullied my friends. Would often lose, but was the only freak that could take a hit.
Until Metallica released the black album and the jocks started liking "metal". Then we were ok.
Which is why the Black album is garbage.
Until Metallica released the black album and the jocks started liking "metal". Then we were ok.
Which is why the Black album is garbage.
Sir Walter Taffy
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I was bullied a lot until 5th grade, because by then I was two feet taller than everyone else. I was never the bully.
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Deleted member 47027
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Don't know how I missed this thread but yeah, I was. Apparently. I didn't think of it at the time and I was a big kid (6'6" at 15) so it just happened naturally around some people that were weaker. I was a kid, I was an asshole. What can you do?
I'm an asshole as an adult but I go after people who deserve it.
I'm an asshole as an adult but I go after people who deserve it.
kingofkingz25
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i was actually bullied till i got to 10th grade, but it wasn't because i was scared of the bullies, but because i was scared shitless of what my parents would do to me if i got in trouble for fighting or suspended , expelled etc. We are African so as you may know , African parents don't fuck around . I am pretty sure i could have destroyed my bullies but i just sat back took it and moved on. Once i hit 11 th grade and realized my parents weren't all that unreasonable, i started to stand up for myself , lets jus say i became to popular guy in school LOL 
thelatestmodel
Junior, please.
Nope, I was bullied throughout school and I have a lovely anxiety disorder to show for it.
John Kowalski
Banned
Nah, don't think so. I was pretty chill and gentle back then. I was a weak kid too.
I have friends who were victims of bullying however, and goddamn fuck those fucking bullies.
Fuck you too if you were a bully.
I have friends who were victims of bullying however, and goddamn fuck those fucking bullies.
Fuck you too if you were a bully.
Like the hat?
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I was just a sad loser that had no friends and was bullied constantly at school until I went home and was bullied by my stepfather.
Don't know if that counts as bullying but from grades 4th - 8th everyone made fun of me because they considered me dumb.
Then I changed to another school and nobody took me seriously, even though I made very good friends.
I can't say it destroyed my life, it just made me insecure, shy as fuck, and probably an asshole too (I never lend any money to anyone no matter who he is, I make pollitically incorrect jokes all the time, and give zero shits about charity or giving something without expecting anything in return) , that keeps people from taking you seriously.
Then I changed to another school and nobody took me seriously, even though I made very good friends.
I can't say it destroyed my life, it just made me insecure, shy as fuck, and probably an asshole too (I never lend any money to anyone no matter who he is, I make pollitically incorrect jokes all the time, and give zero shits about charity or giving something without expecting anything in return) , that keeps people from taking you seriously.
Dion Blaster
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In middle school a kid a grade above us was kind of messing with someone I knew. Nothing bad but it was pretty consistent. So one day I jogged over to kind of intervene and talk to them to try and casually break it up. As I get close I trip over my feet and basically body slam the heckler on accident. I was scared shitless as I got up but the dude looked super spooked and even though I apologized that it was an accident he never messed with the other kid again from what I remember.
Little did they know women like men who are tall. Any particulary short guy from that bully group? I'd do a revenge post like "whatsup shorty" or something like that.
The Blue Jihad
Member
Interesting thread. Some interesting posts, and strange readings of some situations.
I went to school in the same town from elementary through high school and it was a typically miserable experience all around. I was one of the shortest, youngest, nerdiest, least athletic kids growing up. Got picked on here and there in elementary, but it was merciless in middle. Well, first two years of middle. 5th grade was a nightmare. None of my friends in my class. Group of four guys decided to torment me for the whole year. Put me down a very dark path. To this day, I probably resent them for it a little bit, even though I've mellowed considerably. What bothered me most of all--and I'd venture what bothers any victim--wasn't the act of bullying; it was the lack of viable solutions and responses. Each guy there was easily a few inches taller and 10lbs heavier. Doesn't sound like a lot, but it makes a difference, and it meant that I couldn't physically take them on because I'd get destroyed.
We got zero traction with the school administration, as well. They simply didn't give a shit. Any action they *did* take was procedural, at best, and a token gesture. Just enough to document so they wouldn't get sued if something truly bad did happen. My mom wrote letters. Nothing. Both parents called meetings. Nothing.
Then a new vice principal rolled in. Dude was a no-nonsense hardass. Old school motherfucker who loathed stupid. I recall a SINGLE meeting with him and these dipshits in the 2nd half of the year and after that, I didn't have any problems with them. There was definitely more that happened after that meeting. Even back then, I greatly respected him. His style and approach really resonated with me.
6th grade was marginally better and marginally worse, though. Different group started with me, way more direct and targeted, and some REALLY vile things that I don't discuss with anyone. It was that cruel. The year started to turn around once I started lashing out. I guess you could say the inner pain and fury become outer pain and fury. Dangerous combination, since I also finally started sprouting up, started to fill out, and I'd been taking martial arts classes since 4th grade. Between 5th and 6th it all started clicking. Suddenly, in the span of a summer, I became very dangerous in a fight. I never went after my direct antagonists, but there were quite a few secondary little shits that got a bit too aggressive with me.
There was one distinct memory I have of a lunch room fight. We got into line at the same time, he pushed me, HARD, I pushed him back harder, and punches started flying. Well, only two. His, that I sidestepped, and mine, that connected right square in his face. He stumbled after missing me, I grabbed his bowlcut (hahahah oh man that WAS the style back then, wasn't it?) hair with my left hand, pulled his head up, pivoted my hips, and brought my right fist straight in. I didn't just punch. I punched THROUGH.
Ironically enough, while my masters would have applauded my technique, they would have chastised me for the fight. It was always more about avoidance. Fighting if you really, truly had to, and even then, to only use as much force as warranted. Be discreet in killing. I guess in a sense, I did follow that tenet. I ended the fight with a single punch and didn't continue once the guy was stumbling and bleeding.
The hardass VP raced in at that point, looked at me, him, looked back at me, "Go to my office."
Weirdest thing was, we walked down together. No teacher from what I could tell. That part still confuses me. Along the way I told the kid I was sorry, but this is what happens when you screw with someone. Kind of unfeeling and cruel but the truth, nonetheless.
The worst part about the whole incident was that I didn't receive any punishment, which clued me in on one major, major, major revelation: I could do anything I goddamn well pleased and get away with it as long as I didn't throw the first punch. As far as the VP and administration were concerned, I was still the same scared and angry 5th grader who was just trying to survive in hell.
The next couple of years, I was a terror. If I didn't like someone, you can be damn sure I was going to go after them in some sneaky, diabolically underhanded way that got them to start the physical fight. In my defense, I had a very detached approach to my classmates. I didn't give a crap about them. The only time when I would give any a second thought was if they jabbed at me.
Technically, I was a bully, and I admit that, but it was very nuanced. Lots of shades of gray. I was coming from a completely different headspace than the hardcore, franchise bullies. I found the whole system to be suspect. The educational institution to be woefully corrupt. As middle and high school went on, and I had to deal with antagonism every single year, with next to no help or guidance or anything from the admins, I became even more comfortable with that belief, that the whole place and the people in it were lost. Beyond saving. The system was completely broken beyond repair. One big joke.
That was sophomore year of high school, I think. Maybe junior year.
After that, I stopped running in that ridiculous rat race. Tons of extra courses, for what? To be the big fish in a microscopic pond of 160 students? No thanks. Try to fit in with people for which I hold nothing but contempt? Not a chance. Pretend that any of them are worth a damn, or any shred of respect? I refused to play that stupid game.
So I guess my view is a bit more sociopathic than most, with personal issues compounded by a very high intellect and aptitude, social integration problems created and exacerbated by years of very cruel targeted bullying, and a very dim view of humanity.
When all is said and done, there are more than just two sides in bullying. I've been on most of them. What I mentioned here (and truthfully, I'm AMAZED that I was even able to talk about it because I literally have not talked about a lot of that stuff with ANYONE in years) is a fraction of what I've seen and done. Bullying is a shitty situation because there are so many moving parts and an equal number of potential and contradictory solutions.
And it sucks.
I went to school in the same town from elementary through high school and it was a typically miserable experience all around. I was one of the shortest, youngest, nerdiest, least athletic kids growing up. Got picked on here and there in elementary, but it was merciless in middle. Well, first two years of middle. 5th grade was a nightmare. None of my friends in my class. Group of four guys decided to torment me for the whole year. Put me down a very dark path. To this day, I probably resent them for it a little bit, even though I've mellowed considerably. What bothered me most of all--and I'd venture what bothers any victim--wasn't the act of bullying; it was the lack of viable solutions and responses. Each guy there was easily a few inches taller and 10lbs heavier. Doesn't sound like a lot, but it makes a difference, and it meant that I couldn't physically take them on because I'd get destroyed.
We got zero traction with the school administration, as well. They simply didn't give a shit. Any action they *did* take was procedural, at best, and a token gesture. Just enough to document so they wouldn't get sued if something truly bad did happen. My mom wrote letters. Nothing. Both parents called meetings. Nothing.
Then a new vice principal rolled in. Dude was a no-nonsense hardass. Old school motherfucker who loathed stupid. I recall a SINGLE meeting with him and these dipshits in the 2nd half of the year and after that, I didn't have any problems with them. There was definitely more that happened after that meeting. Even back then, I greatly respected him. His style and approach really resonated with me.
6th grade was marginally better and marginally worse, though. Different group started with me, way more direct and targeted, and some REALLY vile things that I don't discuss with anyone. It was that cruel. The year started to turn around once I started lashing out. I guess you could say the inner pain and fury become outer pain and fury. Dangerous combination, since I also finally started sprouting up, started to fill out, and I'd been taking martial arts classes since 4th grade. Between 5th and 6th it all started clicking. Suddenly, in the span of a summer, I became very dangerous in a fight. I never went after my direct antagonists, but there were quite a few secondary little shits that got a bit too aggressive with me.
There was one distinct memory I have of a lunch room fight. We got into line at the same time, he pushed me, HARD, I pushed him back harder, and punches started flying. Well, only two. His, that I sidestepped, and mine, that connected right square in his face. He stumbled after missing me, I grabbed his bowlcut (hahahah oh man that WAS the style back then, wasn't it?) hair with my left hand, pulled his head up, pivoted my hips, and brought my right fist straight in. I didn't just punch. I punched THROUGH.
Ironically enough, while my masters would have applauded my technique, they would have chastised me for the fight. It was always more about avoidance. Fighting if you really, truly had to, and even then, to only use as much force as warranted. Be discreet in killing. I guess in a sense, I did follow that tenet. I ended the fight with a single punch and didn't continue once the guy was stumbling and bleeding.
The hardass VP raced in at that point, looked at me, him, looked back at me, "Go to my office."
Weirdest thing was, we walked down together. No teacher from what I could tell. That part still confuses me. Along the way I told the kid I was sorry, but this is what happens when you screw with someone. Kind of unfeeling and cruel but the truth, nonetheless.
The worst part about the whole incident was that I didn't receive any punishment, which clued me in on one major, major, major revelation: I could do anything I goddamn well pleased and get away with it as long as I didn't throw the first punch. As far as the VP and administration were concerned, I was still the same scared and angry 5th grader who was just trying to survive in hell.
The next couple of years, I was a terror. If I didn't like someone, you can be damn sure I was going to go after them in some sneaky, diabolically underhanded way that got them to start the physical fight. In my defense, I had a very detached approach to my classmates. I didn't give a crap about them. The only time when I would give any a second thought was if they jabbed at me.
Technically, I was a bully, and I admit that, but it was very nuanced. Lots of shades of gray. I was coming from a completely different headspace than the hardcore, franchise bullies. I found the whole system to be suspect. The educational institution to be woefully corrupt. As middle and high school went on, and I had to deal with antagonism every single year, with next to no help or guidance or anything from the admins, I became even more comfortable with that belief, that the whole place and the people in it were lost. Beyond saving. The system was completely broken beyond repair. One big joke.
That was sophomore year of high school, I think. Maybe junior year.
After that, I stopped running in that ridiculous rat race. Tons of extra courses, for what? To be the big fish in a microscopic pond of 160 students? No thanks. Try to fit in with people for which I hold nothing but contempt? Not a chance. Pretend that any of them are worth a damn, or any shred of respect? I refused to play that stupid game.
So I guess my view is a bit more sociopathic than most, with personal issues compounded by a very high intellect and aptitude, social integration problems created and exacerbated by years of very cruel targeted bullying, and a very dim view of humanity.
When all is said and done, there are more than just two sides in bullying. I've been on most of them. What I mentioned here (and truthfully, I'm AMAZED that I was even able to talk about it because I literally have not talked about a lot of that stuff with ANYONE in years) is a fraction of what I've seen and done. Bullying is a shitty situation because there are so many moving parts and an equal number of potential and contradictory solutions.
And it sucks.
Lord Fagan
Junior Member
I was around a foot taller and fifty pounds heavier than all my peers until 8th grade. You better believe I was a bully. Teachers were wary around me, the mob of kids I grew up with made me the enemy and bad guy on reflex until I shaped up. I'm lucky in that my mom moved me around a lot, and put me in therapy early. It's a bitter and lonely life, bullies are champions at denial.
Sir Walter Taffy
Member
Lol, that would have been fun, but between 4th and 5th grade I moved to a different state. Don't even remember their names.
I was a weird kid in grade school. Not so much nerdy as just weird. I remember some redneck kids attempting to bully me with intimidation and roughness, but it didn't really affect me (I was bigger than most of them then). I have some antisocial tendencies to this day, so I wouldn't be surprised if I just didn't pick up on the social hierarchy motive. It always ended with those kids failing a grade lol.
Generally the only times I ever acted like a bully to anybody was if they refused to leave me alone after I was clear that I did not want to interact with them. I can think of several of these incidents. Somebody I found to be repulsive would attempt to befriend me (god knows why -- I wasn't popular by any stretch). I'd refuse their friendship plainly without any social politeness. When they somehow refused to get the idea for an unreasonable amount of time, I'd fight them off with vicious verbal abuse. I was smart and ruthless, so I'd say pretty horrible things to people. It amazes me how long some of these kids endured it before giving up. Especially when all they had to do to end it was just leave me alone. No way was I going to seek them out to continue it. To this day I can't imagine what they wanted with my company.
Generally the only times I ever acted like a bully to anybody was if they refused to leave me alone after I was clear that I did not want to interact with them. I can think of several of these incidents. Somebody I found to be repulsive would attempt to befriend me (god knows why -- I wasn't popular by any stretch). I'd refuse their friendship plainly without any social politeness. When they somehow refused to get the idea for an unreasonable amount of time, I'd fight them off with vicious verbal abuse. I was smart and ruthless, so I'd say pretty horrible things to people. It amazes me how long some of these kids endured it before giving up. Especially when all they had to do to end it was just leave me alone. No way was I going to seek them out to continue it. To this day I can't imagine what they wanted with my company.
Then I went to college, got moderately depressed, had no friends, and grew up and learned to be a normal chill person.
Herbspiceguy
Member
Nah, when was a young kid everyone was nice to me, older kids wanted to befriend and protect me.
Throughout primary school though I started influencing bullies and setting other kids against eachother, without them knowing I was the evil genius.
I feel like most bullies have a person who pushes them into picking targets and pushing boundaries, yet you don't ever heard about this.
During secondary school I would verbally make fun of easy targets, I was a real asshole.
Throughout primary school though I started influencing bullies and setting other kids against eachother, without them knowing I was the evil genius.
I feel like most bullies have a person who pushes them into picking targets and pushing boundaries, yet you don't ever heard about this.
During secondary school I would verbally make fun of easy targets, I was a real asshole.
Nope. I wasn't bullied, either. In fact, I don't recall that much bullying happening at all. Oh I'm sure it happened, but I guess it was just outside my notice most of the time. My mom was a teacher at my school up until middle school, and she was very well liked by just about everyone. Perhaps that gave me a free pass as far as bullies go. Hard to say.
In middle school and high school I was involved in tons of different sports and clubs, so I had a large variety of friends. I have pretty fond memories of those years. Again, not much bullying around me. I do feel bad for those who were victims, though. I can't imagine the toll it takes on some people.
In middle school and high school I was involved in tons of different sports and clubs, so I had a large variety of friends. I have pretty fond memories of those years. Again, not much bullying around me. I do feel bad for those who were victims, though. I can't imagine the toll it takes on some people.
I was both bullied and bully. I deliberately sought out those I bullied years later and apologised to them to their face. It was horrendous, inexcusable behaviour - in a way I'm glad a got a taste of my own medicine.
I've gone on to do work with anti bullying charities (even tried to set one up), my partner works with children now and taught at a school specifically for bullied children and she volunteered as a child counsellor for years.
Bullying is horrible, sickening behaviour and is absolutely unacceptable.
Edit; my point is that even with all the anti bullying stuff I'm still ashamed of the way I spoke and acted to people who were vulnerable.
I've gone on to do work with anti bullying charities (even tried to set one up), my partner works with children now and taught at a school specifically for bullied children and she volunteered as a child counsellor for years.
Bullying is horrible, sickening behaviour and is absolutely unacceptable.
Edit; my point is that even with all the anti bullying stuff I'm still ashamed of the way I spoke and acted to people who were vulnerable.
George Oscar Bluth II
Banned
No, I didn't bully anyone.
I was sort of bullied at times, but it was mostly stuff like getting my bag thrown out the window during class or being put in a headlock or something. Oh yeah, there were these two guys who were like two of the cleverest people in my year, and they liked to pick on me, I guess they picked on anyone they didn't deem smart.
Last time I retaliated I was around 12 when I hit a dude in the stomach and pushed him over the table. Oh, and when I pushed a different guy through 4 tables.
I was sort of bullied at times, but it was mostly stuff like getting my bag thrown out the window during class or being put in a headlock or something. Oh yeah, there were these two guys who were like two of the cleverest people in my year, and they liked to pick on me, I guess they picked on anyone they didn't deem smart.
Last time I retaliated I was around 12 when I hit a dude in the stomach and pushed him over the table. Oh, and when I pushed a different guy through 4 tables.
I don't know what it is with me and tables.
Dark Octave
Banned
Loved the movie about your life. How much of it was accurate to your real situation and how much was Hollywood fluff?
That's a great movie.
GungHo
Single-handedly caused Exxon-Mobil to sue FOX, start World War 3
For the longest time, I thought Jared Padelecki and Richard Tyson were somehow related.
The_Inquisitor
Member
Was bullied horribly. Got better as I got older though cause I tended to do pretty well in class. Then it turned into "I got a better score than you" to the entire class.
sixteen-bit
Member
yeah, in elementary school
pretty sure the victim is a doctor now and has smanged at least one of my high school crushes, so he won, lmao.
pretty sure the victim is a doctor now and has smanged at least one of my high school crushes, so he won, lmao.
NotMyUsername
Member
Not at all. I was friendly with everyone. In fact describing myself as a child I'd seemingly be the perfect target for being bullied based on how others described themselves. I was typically shorter, sickly and unable to always be involved in PE, and known as the smartest kid in my grade. Despite this I was always friends with every group all the way through high school. Nobody ever bullied me and I never had reason to bully anyone.
I believe when I dyed my hair crazy colors my sophomore year I might have had a few random guys call out "freak" in the halls but it was rare, random, and didn't bother me in the least. That's the closest it came, I guess.
I honestly wonder how I didn't get bullied compared to similar folks. Probably just started things early by making many different friends and having enough hobbies and interests to talk to everyone. That carried through the years and so I kept friends all over and even if an individual might have disliked me for whatever reason there's a good chance I was on friendly terms with their friends.
I believe when I dyed my hair crazy colors my sophomore year I might have had a few random guys call out "freak" in the halls but it was rare, random, and didn't bother me in the least. That's the closest it came, I guess.
I honestly wonder how I didn't get bullied compared to similar folks. Probably just started things early by making many different friends and having enough hobbies and interests to talk to everyone. That carried through the years and so I kept friends all over and even if an individual might have disliked me for whatever reason there's a good chance I was on friendly terms with their friends.
WorriedCitizen
Member
I was. Apologized to one of my victims a while ago. He was very glad about it. Must have been some kind of closure for him. He said life absolutely sucked for him at that time.
Still feel bad about two of the "ugly" girls i bullied in school. Some of the things i've said and done must have hurt a lot. Only realized years later when my depressions and anxieties got too bad what an ass i was. In school bullying always was a mechanism to cope with my own inferiority complex.
Know the other side of the medal aswell. Being bullied isn't nice.
Still feel bad about two of the "ugly" girls i bullied in school. Some of the things i've said and done must have hurt a lot. Only realized years later when my depressions and anxieties got too bad what an ass i was. In school bullying always was a mechanism to cope with my own inferiority complex.
Know the other side of the medal aswell. Being bullied isn't nice.
I was never physically bullied but people harassed me a lot. I got to middle school and made a great friend who ended up bullying me because she suddenly became popular, but then the popular kids turned the tables on her and started siding with me because of how she did me.
I bullied her back for a while but then we both called each other out on our shit and got over it. We were best friends again until I left the school. After that, I just ended up getting the usual bullying with words but no one ever tried to put their hands on me. Eventually it stopped altogether.
I bullied her back for a while but then we both called each other out on our shit and got over it. We were best friends again until I left the school. After that, I just ended up getting the usual bullying with words but no one ever tried to put their hands on me. Eventually it stopped altogether.
SkeptiMism
Member
I was a weird, small kid, so I was bullied pretty hard for the first 6 grades both mentally and physically. I don't even remember anything from the 3rd and 4th grade. I realized this only a few years ago when my best friend's mother said she had been my teacher in those grades but I didn't remember it at all. My mother told me that those were probably the toughest times for me.
The bullying affected and still affects me heavily. Fortunately it didn't shatter me, as I still managed to become at least half a decent adult, even though I have a lot of major problems.
A couple of years ago in our class reunion when we were at a bar and people were going to go to another bar, I chose to leave and go to sleep. But then one of the former bullies said something like "he's going to go to his momma" of me, and perhaps it was meant as a stupid joke but man that really pissed me off. I would've called him out on that because it really sounded like a dick thing to say (as I had listened to that shit for many years, but we weren't children anymore), but unfortunately I can never get my brain to work the way I want it to work during such situations, so I just stupidly laughed it off.
However, I must admit that I think I did sometimes reflect the anger I got from the bullying to my 2 younger brothers. Nothing on the same level though, but I do regret that.
The bullying affected and still affects me heavily. Fortunately it didn't shatter me, as I still managed to become at least half a decent adult, even though I have a lot of major problems.
A couple of years ago in our class reunion when we were at a bar and people were going to go to another bar, I chose to leave and go to sleep. But then one of the former bullies said something like "he's going to go to his momma" of me, and perhaps it was meant as a stupid joke but man that really pissed me off. I would've called him out on that because it really sounded like a dick thing to say (as I had listened to that shit for many years, but we weren't children anymore), but unfortunately I can never get my brain to work the way I want it to work during such situations, so I just stupidly laughed it off.
However, I must admit that I think I did sometimes reflect the anger I got from the bullying to my 2 younger brothers. Nothing on the same level though, but I do regret that.
I was always bigger than the rest of the kids and was in a few fights growing up, as we lived in a rougher part of town when I was much younger. Proving yourself on the playground was pretty much necessary to survive school. (My parents were definitely glad to move us into the nicer part of the city once the finances were much better established). So, while I was never bullied, I took it upon myself to protect those that were.
While I would never bully the bullies, I would ensure that they didn't bully anybody else. Not even really sure why, just that I knew it was the right thing to do and that I'd want somebody to do the same for me, if I were in that situation. I took the whole, "do unto others as you would have them do unto you" thing to heart and pretty seriously.
However, if you bothered my sisters in any, way, shape, or form, your recess went very very poorly when I found out.
While I would never bully the bullies, I would ensure that they didn't bully anybody else. Not even really sure why, just that I knew it was the right thing to do and that I'd want somebody to do the same for me, if I were in that situation. I took the whole, "do unto others as you would have them do unto you" thing to heart and pretty seriously.
However, if you bothered my sisters in any, way, shape, or form, your recess went very very poorly when I found out.
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