Bullying

[garnetflower13]

I was bullied in the workplace at one point too, but I didn't realise that this is what she was doing until a lot later. The bullying was subtle, constantly undermining me and putting me down, but still bullying.

Well, I am happy to share that while I too, was bullied in the workplace, I got sweet revenge. This was only able to occur because the head person in my department was on my side. A woman from Ireland had come to work where I was employed. Even though I was nice to her and tried to make her feel welcome, In no time at all, she began trying to undermine me, tried claiming that I was not doing things right, even documenting things to get me fired. When she made racial comments about other workers, I reported her and she was written up and threatened with losing her work visa and being sent back to Ireland. She never messed with me again.

 

[Xavier Marik]

Well, I am happy to share that while I too, was bullied in the workplace, I got sweet revenge. This was only able to occur because the head person in my department was on my side. A woman from Ireland had come to work where I was employed. Even though I was nice to her and tried to make her feel welcome, In no time at all, she began trying to undermine me, tried claiming that I was not doing things right, even documenting things to get me fired. When she made racial comments about other workers, I reported her and she was written up and threatened with losing her work visa and being sent back to Ireland. She never messed with me again.

Sweet

 

[Girl Anachronism]

I was bullied in primary school starting at grade four. The school I went to was pretty rough at the time. Even though I was a girl the boys didn't think twice about hitting me, punching me, throwing furniture at me and calling me names like loner, loser, teacher's pet or weirdo. I was depressed and contemplated suicide at times, mostly when I was ten. I wanted people to like me so badly because I didn't have a single friend at that school. The teachers and principal ignored the extent of the bullying to the point where one teacher suggested to my mother that I was in fact 'bringing it upon myself'. When my (now seething) mother asked why that supposedly was, the teacher replied 'Well, the fact is your daughter is a very strange girl and would do better to stop being so. She'll find that people will be nicer to her that way.' To say that my mother and the teacher didn't see eye-to-eye on this would probably be the biggest understatement.

High school was so much better though. When I started grade seven, through my new-found love of nu-metal (it was 2004; I was 12 and ignorant) and alternative rock and penchant for black, I got to cultivate the reputation of 'the girl who doesn't give a rat's what you think of her'. It meant I was able to fall in with a group of girls (all-girls school) who were oddballs. We did get flack from the bitchier girls (names like 'batcave', 'emo' etc) but it didn't phase us because we had each others' backs. We were a fiercely loyal bunch to the point where many of us still hang out to this day. If it wasn't for that we would have copped worse.

 

[Princezz]

Back in secondary school, I was never physically bullied, but I was always teased. Sometimes, it didn't even take any words to work. People would just stand there looking at me, or smiling in some horrible way, and when I got angry and tried to scare them, they just lasughed. Everyone thought I was an easy target because it was easy to make me upset, or to make me shout. They would even mimic what I said in a whiny voice that they would then laugh at. Sometimes they would ask me if I knew what certain things were, what certain words meant (And most of the time I didn't know), and they would also tell me one of their friends liked me, which obviously wasn't true. Even I knew that.

I was so glad when I left school and moved on to college, because it felt easier for me to make friends there, and I felt more tolerated. However, since I can often freak out a lot and cry (But not without screaming first as a result of getting to worked up and stressed), I always worried what they would think of me, and always felt the need to apologise after, especially to the boy I had a crush on at the time. They seemed alright with it, but I think they were secretly annoyed. At least they made the right choice not to tell me, although hiding it from me wasn't any good either. Now I'm in my second year, and, as a result of having a boyfriend, I've drifted apart from my group. But recently I found out that the boy I used to have a crush on, although he seemed friendly towards me, told my boyfriend behind my back that no one liked me and that I was just attention seeking and that he should break up with me. I didn't want the attention from getting upset, if anything, I think it made me look worse. Let's just say, we're not friends anymore.

 

[Dirtdigger]

As I wrote in my personnal introduction, I have been bullyied both physically and emotionally. Broken ribs, punches in the face, being scared of everyone was my daily routine. Did it happen to other people around here?

Yes, it has and is still happening. When I was younger I was getting punched by others even getting punched in my stomach and have been emotionally bullied as well. I was scared of everyone too because I would get beat up pretty bad, but I have learned to fight back. And usually you don't have to deal with a bully anymore if you can do that.

One bully would meet me after school everyday and beat me up with me screaming and crying running home. This went on for about a week until my parents went to school and I pointed out the bully. But, it didn't stop there because he kept bullying me in front of my parents home and one day, I really got fed up and decided to fight this bully and I never had anymore problems with him. In fact we became very good friends. Of course I had to deal with other situations like this as well. But, I didn't wait a whole week, I just started fighting back.

But, these days it is the emotional and cyber bullying that I have to deal with. It is the name calling, insults and the put downs I have to deal with. And I don't see anything changing.

 

[dakota dorner]

When I was younger I had problems with bullies but eventually I got tired of it and knocked one flat on his ass. That stops it for a while and then I moved to a new school. This one has much less boring but someone decided to pick on me. Wrong choice. Knock them over slung him over my shoulder and set him down in A trough urinal. Perhaps the meanest thing I have done but he deserved it. P.S. i do not condone this. I got in so much trouble I am surprised still in school. In my high school there pretty much no bullies nobody wants to take a break from studying to be mean to somebody else. It's a pretty awesome school.

 

[garnetflower13]

When I was younger I had problems with bullies but eventually I got tired of it and knocked one flat on his ass. That stops it for a while and then I moved to a new school. This one has much less boring but someone decided to pick on me. Wrong choice. Knock them over slung him over my shoulder and set him down in A trough urinal. Perhaps the meanest thing I have done but he deserved it. P.S. i do not condone this. I got in so much trouble I am surprised still in school. In my high school there pretty much no bullies nobody wants to take a break from studying to be mean to somebody else. It's a pretty awesome school.

 

[JCPHN]

In elementary school, I was bullied pretty horrifically by a couple people at whichever school I was attending, from pretty creative insulting/verbal abuse, to outright attempts at fighting me. I just reacted as violently as I felt was appropriate, and sometimes I got in a lot of trouble. When I look back on it, I think I did the right thing, because by the time high school rolled around, I didn't really catch any flack from anyone, except for one guy who called me a "fag" but is now a gay porn star. Irony at it's best.

I say, this is how you deal with bullies: beat the ever-loving **** out of them. If they get the better of you, spit blood in their eyes, and while they can't see, go for the nose. That works as a metaphor for life, as well.

 

[AsheSkyler]

In elementary school, I was bullied pretty horrifically by a couple people at whichever school I was attending, from pretty creative insulting/verbal abuse, to outright attempts at fighting me. I just reacted as violently as I felt was appropriate, and sometimes I got in a lot of trouble. When I look back on it, I think I did the right thing, because by the time high school rolled around, I didn't really catch any flack from anyone, except for one guy who called me a "fag" but is now a gay porn star. Irony at it's best.

I say, this is how you deal with bullies: beat the ever-loving **** out of them. If they get the better of you, spit blood in their eyes, and while they can't see, go for the nose. That works as a metaphor for life, as well.

My philosophy too. Some bullies you have to ignore, others you have to convince that you are scarier than they are.

Heh, and I also find that the squeakier the wheel, the more likely for the pot to call the kettle black. The more obsessed somebody is for punishing you for something whether or not you did it, the more likely they're trying to hide that fact about themselves and draw attention away from it.

 

[musclecarman]

I did have this small thing that happened on one of my websites I go on hopefully he gets banned for it he called me retarded like seriously he has never met me in person all this because of one post. so I game him a small message these thisngs happen I just need to think maybe he was bored or he had no idea what he typed.

 

[musclecarman]

I find at school the tip is to create "body guards" they do all the dealings for you like in world wars leaders don't do the fighting other people do it for them.

 

[Christopher Nicholson]

I guess I don't know what bullying is. What everyone is explaining seems to me is assault, which is against the law. Regardless of school or not. If you are comming home with broken ribs you need to call the police. Then sue the crap out of them.

Every day you leave you home you have a choice. You can choose to be a victim of this or put an end to it. You will say it's not that easy, and it's not. Think of it for every action there has to be an equal and opposite reaction.

I did it over the course of 4 days of hell. Once it was over they left me alone because it took more energy to give me a hard time than the fun they got out of it.

 

[Axeman52]

I don't think I was really bullied until I was 10 and I moved from a small steiner school to a big state primary school that was crowded and noisy and really hard for me to settle into. The kids thought I was posh, so they bullied me for that, they called me gay a lot, I was a 'freak' because I was smart, I was an honourary "spaz" because I used to hang out with the kids in the special needs class - I did so because they were the only ones who weren't jerks.

The bullying from primary school got worse when I moved to the high school in the same area with most of the same kids. It went far beyond name calling and harassment - death threats, physical bullying, malicious rumours/lies/blackmail, trying to push me in front of cars outside school etc... I only lasted a year and a couple of months before I just had to get away and simply refused to go back.

The bullying continued at the next school I went to to a small degree but that school stamped it out very quickly whenever it happened. My head of year was particularly ruthless about bullying because she had dwarfism and had been bullied a lot at school herself, and she was fierce when she got angry. Eventually I would be hearing people talking about me saying "no, don't mess with him - he'll just tell <head of year's name> and you'll get in trouble". It didn't earn me any respect among my peers, but I didn't care because at least people weren't bullying me anymore and that felt like a blessing. I think lots of people wanted to bully me, but were too afraid of the teachers who were the most willing to stick up for me.

 

[Shawn D]

I was bullied all through school. My Mom moved us A LOT. By the time I graduated high school, I had attended 14 schools. It didn't matter the school, the kids were the same. Cruel. I concluded that either A) The kids at the previous school were alerting the kids at the new school that I was coming, or B) The more likely explanation, that I was the common denominator and there was something about me that made me a target for being teased, beat up, and ostracized.
It started in Kindergarten when three fifth-grade boys beat me up. This scenario seemed so fantastical that the recess duty didn't believe me.
Growing up, I was called names, tripped, spit on, sexually harassed, and all other manner of tormented.
Hindsight is 20/20. I WAS the common denominator; I was different, couldn't fit in. I did and said weird, socially unacceptable things. But, there are worse things to be than weird, like being cruel.

 

[Walsie]

I was fortunate; only a few skirmishes and incidents of teasing, which I was able to handle on the most part, and in any case forestalled more torment, even when I lost. I never let anyone know when I was afraid or upset. This is key.

That said, something about me made me always ostracised, even by my four siblings, and I couldn't figure out why, so arrived at the conclusion that I was indeed defective. It didn't matter if other people weren't good at anything or charmless, either; they had more respect from most teachers and their peers than I.

Most of the time I didn't care, but sometimes it hurt even though most of my counterparts were a waste of my time. Nobody likes to be at the bottom all the time.

I thought things would change in college and in my Christian group, but nope, didn't happen. I was never a people pleaser, so even though I got mocked (mainly behind my back), I was rarely used.

 

[Neramo]

As I wrote in my personnal introduction, I have been bullyied both physically and emotionally. Broken ribs, punches in the face, being scared of everyone was my daily routine. Did it happen to other people around here?

Not broken ribs or anything like that. Been physically bullied by my boss earlier. Were considering suicide more and more. Finally got enough, and quit my job. Just couldn't stand up for myself against him. Fantasized about standing up for my self, including being violent against him, but never had got the nerves to say a word. If i got a good reply against him, it were to late. Weren't really bullied at school, atleast not compared to other people.

 

[BIMOG]

I was bullied mentally and physically by a group of boys who were a year younger than me for the last three of my four years at primary school. At secondary school the bullies changed but the treatment continued. Mostly I did my utmost to avoid the situation, taking different longer routes home from school, avoiding the schoolyard and trying to keep as low a profile as possible. On a couple of isolated occasions it got too much form me and I snapped. On one occasion I smashed one lad's head against a coat hook, because he'd been pushing and shoving me, mocking me, throwing my school bag & coat on the floor and trampling on them. Another lad ran to fetch a teacher. When the situation had been explained the teacher told me to go home and then told the lad who had been bullying me that he'd deserved what had happened to him and that perhaps he'd leave me alone in future. That particular lad did leave me alone too, but there were always others ready to step in and pick on the "retard."

 

[metalminx24]

Like ShawnD, I was/am the common denominator. I was bullied in primary school, and as I was academic they decided the best thing would be to send me to secondary school a year early- ostensibly to remove me from that environment.

So then I was a 10-year-old working class kid in a posh private school (I had a scholarship, my mum could never have afforded to pay) wrong clothes, wrong shoes, no horse or country club membership, and absolutely no social skills. I was the weird swot who cried all the time. I remember once being cornered in a classroom my a bunch of boys chanting 'you f*** your dad" and the only reply I could squeak was that it wasn't possible as he lived in america. Way to go me. By the time I left I was known as the easiest target and even kids 4 years younger would be cruel to me.

In my first job people spoke about me behind my back (I know because the woman I worked most closely with would hear the conversations in the break room - somewhere I never went) but I guess at least it wasn't to my face.

At my second job, in special ed, 2 women targeted me for the entire 10 years. They got written warnings, but they only lasted for 2 years so they'd just pick up where they left off....

Since the last overdose and stay in ICU I haven't really spoken to anyone aside from my mum and appointments. I'm just too weird for society....

 

[artfull dodger]

Yes, I was bullied horribly in middle and high school, beat up on an almost daily basis. Even my wife emotionaly and mentaly bullies me, not as much since my diagnosis, but she still does it from time to time. Mike

 

[Adder1234]

I was bullied in the one of the weirdest ways possible; the bullies tormented me until I lost my temper and beat the crap out of them, or tried to, then I would be suspended. This might not sound so bad, but everyone was either terrified of me or hated me. My school nickname was "The Psycho" and people would often write this on my things. In truth, I was actually very nice, I just hated being made fun of. For about four years, everyone I knew would either run away whenever they saw me, or start screaming abuse at me.
These days, I use my bad reputation in a good way by threatening bullies into leaving people alone, because you pretty much can't get into trouble for anything that isn't physical.