My Bullying Experiences

When I was six years old, my family moved from Brentwood to North Weald, so I started a new primary school. I was bullied from the word go for a few reasons.

-Hair colour
-Mole on forehead
-Quiet
-A bit slow (Yet ahead in various subjects)
-Was in a wheelchair when travelling to and from school
-Had to stay indoors during lunch and break for a couple years

I have Reynauds Syndrome-type-thingie, you see. 'Thus the wheelchair and staying indoors, I was very sensitive to the cold. Unlike at my last school where something like that would have been interesting to students, at this school I was bullied for it.

I had no friends. I spent lunch and break walking around the edge of the playground over and over again. I sat by myself in the dining hall. In class, I sat by myself. Students did various things to me, from kicking my ankles when I was walking, to pinning me against the wall, to grabbing my hair and smacking my head into the ground, to telling me that they wished I would drown and die because I couldn't swim.

Kids are lovely.

So, then I went onto secondary school, and a lot of the same student went there - so automatically the bullying followed, which other students took up. I had one friend and she kept me going all through secondary school, along with the few others who spoke to me every now and then - preventing me from completely losing faith in humanity.

At secondary school it seemed to escalate. There was a rumour that I was racist (why some girl spread this I do not know, but it seemed just a way to make people who didn't know in Year 7 to hate me.) which was not fun, there was the usual random verbal bullying. I had stones thrown at me, bottles, cans, rubbers, sharpeners, paper, etc. This was an every day thing.

In year 9, someone let on that I was bisexual.

Suddenly everything became ten times worse.

Everything before - but suddenly I was a school celebrity. Everyone knew my name. I kid you not, I was known by most students in every year.

I could not walk without harassment.

I was stalked from class to class, during lunch, during break.

I was asked disgusting and blunt questions, asked the usual "Why are you a lesbian?", any girl that went near me was automatically in for verbal abuse so I became even more of a social recluse. I tried desperately to make my best friend keep away from me so that she didn't have to watch what was happening, to be harassed like I was.

I got kicked and smacked in corridors, constant homophobic abuse, in one class a girl spat and shouted at me - she laughed at me, and she held my head and repeatedly smacked me in the face with a ruler. The teacher saw, and did nothing.

I reported the bullying. I ignored it, I fought back, I laughed at it, I ran away from it, I confronted it.

Nothing worked.

One day I was sexually harassed on a bus and I broke down the next day, unable to go in the same classroom as the person who did it - but I was too paranoid to tell anyone, so eventually I had to.

I missed a lot of class, hiding to do work in my head of year's office. He never tried to prevent the bullying, but he gave me that little safe haven.

I started to cry every day. I would hurt myself. I would hate myself. I had an eating disorder. The muscles wasted away in my knees, I had difficulty walking, the depression would make me constantly feeling physically sick.

One day I completely broke down in a corridor in front of a lot of students and a teacher, I fell down to my knees and shouted and asked why it happened to me, I simply could not get up off of the floor.

Nothing ever changed.

I am a socially awkward person, I suffer with anxiety, I have trust issues and I also suffer with paranoia.

This is what bullying did to me.

To this day, two years later, I sometimes break down and cry and wonder why oh why did everyone hate me so much? I never did one thing wrong.

Your post almost made me cry. It's such a shame that people can be so cruel. People just seem to need to hurt those they find an easy target. Please remember you did nothing to deserve any of this. The things that happenned to me seem miniscule compared to what you went though. Just remember you're not alone and didn't deserve anything you went though. I hope you find some way to come to terms with what you went though, because you deserve to be happy. If you ever need someone to talk to feel free to pm or email me.

The answer is very very simple:
Every human have the potential to be cruel. Every human have the potential to turn to their dark side, listen to the beast within and just enjoy the moment of being evil.

I have bullied people, I have harassed an old couple for years with my friends, I've hacked peoples mail accounts, I've tricked little children to do stupid/hurtful things, etc, etc...

Why did I do it? Because it was amusing. All those things were amusing at the time being, and everyone I talk to about this (people with the same experiences) say exactly the same thing. "Hey why did throw snowballs on panting-Annie and that old man when we were kids?"
"Because it was ######6 funny" - my friend replies, and we laugh.

Im not anti-social - I know the difference between right and wrong, I have feelings, I have empathy and sympathy - Im just human. I did these evil things because I found them funny.

I understand it can be hard to accept such a simple answer, but most people who bully does not do this because "they have it hard back at home". Thats just some media #######4 the people with authority want us to think. You if anyone should know that a whole school can't "have it hard back at home". (unless you live in Iraq or some other warzone that is). Bullying starts with the observation of something different, and then escalates from there, transforms into a way of entertainment. Sure, some of the bullies might have had it hard back at home (or had some other reasons) but the majority was mean to you because it was fun.

I hope this answer is enough for you.
Good bye.

Don't mind previous post, someone obviously wants to make things more simple then they are in reality.

Some people really are pretty simple though, they aren't much evolved from their animal ancestors.
It's not fun, there are people who will know what's right thing, nobody has to teach them, you just feel it or you don't.
And that majority finds this funny is completely not true, majority is is frightened and it's easier i guess to look away and pretend
Funny? i am still amazed at the comment, since when any kind of abuse is funny?!?

I guess it's all about fact you were different, ergo you were abused

There isn't sadely much logic to it, i will just never be
able to understand how people can be so confident and think this will never happen to them as well

So a whole school class, hell even a whole school, can bully someone just because they are scared? Is that what you say?

Your argument is PC (politically correct), and because it's PC you think it's right. People bully because the feelings of entertainment overcome the feelings of right and wrong.

Darky wrote:When I was six years old, my family moved from Brentwood to North Weald, so I started a new primary school. I was bullied from the word go for a few reasons.

-Hair colour
-Mole on forehead
-Quiet
-A bit slow (Yet ahead in various subjects)
-Was in a wheelchair when travelling to and from school
-Had to stay indoors during lunch and break for a couple years

I have Reynauds Syndrome-type-thingie, you see. 'Thus the wheelchair and staying indoors, I was very sensitive to the cold. Unlike at my last school where something like that would have been interesting to students, at this school I was bullied for it.

I had no friends. I spent lunch and break walking around the edge of the playground over and over again. I sat by myself in the dining hall. In class, I sat by myself. Students did various things to me, from kicking my ankles when I was walking, to pinning me against the wall, to grabbing my hair and smacking my head into the ground, to telling me that they wished I would drown and die because I couldn't swim.

Kids are lovely.

So, then I went onto secondary school, and a lot of the same student went there - so automatically the bullying followed, which other students took up. I had one friend and she kept me going all through secondary school, along with the few others who spoke to me every now and then - preventing me from completely losing faith in humanity.

At secondary school it seemed to escalate. There was a rumour that I was racist (why some girl spread this I do not know, but it seemed just a way to make people who didn't know in Year 7 to hate me.) which was not fun, there was the usual random verbal bullying. I had stones thrown at me, bottles, cans, rubbers, sharpeners, paper, etc. This was an every day thing.

In year 9, someone let on that I was bisexual.

Suddenly everything became ten times worse.

Everything before - but suddenly I was a school celebrity. Everyone knew my name. I kid you not, I was known by most students in every year.

I could not walk without harassment.

I was stalked from class to class, during lunch, during break.

I was asked disgusting and blunt questions, asked the usual "Why are you a lesbian?", any girl that went near me was automatically in for verbal abuse so I became even more of a social recluse. I tried desperately to make my best friend keep away from me so that she didn't have to watch what was happening, to be harassed like I was.

I got kicked and smacked in corridors, constant homophobic abuse, in one class a girl spat and shouted at me - she laughed at me, and she held my head and repeatedly smacked me in the face with a ruler. The teacher saw, and did nothing.

I reported the bullying. I ignored it, I fought back, I laughed at it, I ran away from it, I confronted it.

Nothing worked.

One day I was sexually harassed on a bus and I broke down the next day, unable to go in the same classroom as the person who did it - but I was too paranoid to tell anyone, so eventually I had to.

I missed a lot of class, hiding to do work in my head of year's office. He never tried to prevent the bullying, but he gave me that little safe haven.

I started to cry every day. I would hurt myself. I would hate myself. I had an eating disorder. The muscles wasted away in my knees, I had difficulty walking, the depression would make me constantly feeling physically sick.

One day I completely broke down in a corridor in front of a lot of students and a teacher, I fell down to my knees and shouted and asked why it happened to me, I simply could not get up off of the floor.

Nothing ever changed.

I am a socially awkward person, I suffer with anxiety, I have trust issues and I also suffer with paranoia.

This is what bullying did to me.

To this day, two years later, I sometimes break down and cry and wonder why oh why did everyone hate me so much? I never did one thing wrong.

im so sorry you had to endure that $#%^


you must have an extremely strong personality to be able to survive such #######5 conditions


i would go straight to the police if i were you

Artificial Lifeform wrote:So a whole school class, hell even a whole school, can bully someone just because they are scared? Is that what you say?

Your argument is PC (politically correct), and because it's PC you think it's right. People bully because the feelings of entertainment overcome the feelings of right and wrong.

Couldn't have said it better. Whoever called you wrong is using their feelings as opposed to reasoning.

However, it could be easy to mistake the intention of your post; he asked for an answer while the average person would give him empathy; you gave him reasoning, and he figured he would get empathy.

Kane wrote:

Artificial Lifeform wrote:So a whole school class, hell even a whole school, can bully someone just because they are scared? Is that what you say?

Your argument is PC (politically correct), and because it's PC you think it's right. People bully because the feelings of entertainment overcome the feelings of right and wrong.

Couldn't have said it better. Whoever called you wrong is using their feelings as opposed to reasoning.

However, it could be easy to mistake the intention of your post; he asked for an answer while the average person would give him empathy; you gave him reasoning, and he figured he would get empathy.

not really, it sounds like you both are envious of the empathy and attention (albeit negative) that this person is recieving

jmo


and you have to use your 'feelings' in order to reason


although i dont find what he did to be 'reasoning'


reasoning requires making desicions, we make 'responsible' desicions based on our feelings (of whether or not we agree the premise to be true and the argument to be valid)




assuming the reality of the originals posters' intention to be emotional is not logical

classifying those who don't agree with you as being 'average' is a defense mechanism

implying that you and the quoted person are 'above average' is also rather silly

I am sorry that you were treated this bad, and I agree that you must have a strong mind to have endured it all.

My personal opionion about bullying is this, I believe there is a reason for it, it is not personal it is just that you were percieved as different from the norm of the "pack" and thus weak, wich resulted in you being bullied.
I think that it is a social instinct that some people have, and as stated when they did bully people they felt good or rewarded, I believe most are not aware of this instinct that they have, and when asked why they did bully they would probably have no good reason.
As stated in most cases there are normal kids doing it, not kids from "trouble" homes as the media often puts it.

I was different aswell and I stood out, most likely becaus I have aspbergers and such have a lot of quirks. But I am in the fortunate position of being hyposensitiv too pain, have fits of rage wich causes me to go berserk pretty much and I have minimal empathy for my fellow man.
So when they tried to bully me, for being different, I beat them down to a bloody pulp, but still they tried on later occasions to dominate me.
Some of them were not stupid, so the only logical reason I can see is that it is a social instinct that cause them too "weed out" the weak in the herd.

Personally I got the taste for bullying the bullys, and protecting other people who got bullyd, I did not care for these people who were bullyd, yet my instinct was to help them and to bully bullys.
This was probably the same instincts in me acting out to protect my herd, as the bullys had too root out the different people from theyre herd.

I hope you have a better future then past, and that you can find a way to work trough your problems some how.

not really, it sounds like you both are envious of the empathy and attention (albeit negative) that this person is recieving

jmo

I do not prefer attention. I am narcissistic to an extent, but I would be perfectly content as a ghost if I heard people talk about me in a positive manner.

and you have to use your 'feelings' in order to reason

This does not make sense.

although i dont find what he did to be 'reasoning'
reasoning requires making desicions, we make 'responsible' desicions based on our feelings (of whether or not we agree the premise to be true and the argument to be valid)

This is incorrect.

assuming the reality of the originals posters' intention to be emotional is not logical

This is also incorrect. It is always a possibility.

classifying those who don't agree with you as being 'average' is a defense mechanism

I never said the "average" people disagreed with me. A person from my viewpoint could hypothetically give the original poster empathy. Although, I do believe your assertion in a significant number of instances.

implying that you and the quoted person are 'above average' is also rather silly

I implied we deviated from the average by not giving empathy and instead providing reasoning.