Were you bullied?

i always told people to ###$ off. i was always shortest lightest kid, even when they were twice my size lol

Throughout my early years in school (age 7-10? somewhere around there) I was a bully, actually. I remember picking on one kid a lot. I changed school districts sometime around 6th grade and started getting picked on at the new school. I got picked on all 6th grade, then I was home schooled for the entire 7th grade (I was going through early puberty then as well). I spent the entire 7th grade by myself, in my room with my computer. I found myself there.

When I went back to school in the 8th grade I was bigger than most of the other children, so I did not get picked on. A lot of the people thought I was scary.

High School rolls around and almost nobody even tried to speak to me. I've been told that I just creep people out. Fine by me.

I doubt bullying had much to do with me being schizoid. I think if you had the genes to end up being schizoid it wouldn't matter what your childhood was like.

That's horrible I'm sorry to hear that.

I tried to act as normal as I could, so no I was never bullied. People didn't pay me much attention.

Former bully, checking in.

But really I was never bullied growing up, I was always the one doing the pushing. I spent a lot of time in detention, this was from pretty early on, 3rd grade or so until about 7th. By then I already had the reputation among my classmates. Small town, so I went to school with the same group of people from the start basically. In those early years I was very much a physical bully, I'd get into fights just to get into them really. I don't remember there being an actual cause, of course it was a while ago so it's possible I've just forgotten. But for the remainder of middle school I just stopped really caring about the whole bullying thing.

My freshman year in high school I wore a long coat for the first few weeks, not a trench coat per sey but close enough right after the whole Columbine fiasco perpetrated by the 'trench coat mafia'. Let me just say, wow those halls were clear, I could find my classrooms without a problem. I will say though looking back on those years now I remember anger being one of the only things I really felt like I experienced fully. Perhaps that's why I went all 'dark side' and became a bully.

Even now, though I'm much more withdrawn than I was when I was younger, anger is still the one emotion I feel like I'm actually drawn into. Joy, sadness, etc I always feel detached from them, as if I'm watching them happen to someone else. Granted I was also an incredibly bizarre child from the start anyway, I'm told as a baby I cried when people picked me up, left alone I was quiet and just fine. So perhaps those emotional wires have been crossed from the start versus anything to do with my environment.

School was pretty rough and its a rough rdistrict btw. Still, I believe I managed to win a lot of peace and quiet for myself, though not without some violence along the way.

When I was young (less than 10 years old) I could be quite violent, and might have done some bullying myself. Don't really remember.

I have often wondered if the "popular" people in my class tried to do some sort of silent-treatment-type-thing in secondary school (16-18 years), but I honestly don't know. I was never really interested in them anyway and never managed to connect to the few people that would have me either. It wasn't a good time anyway.

The rest of the time was quite good. I've never been bullied the way some people here describe it. The only time I've been physically attacked was once when I was twelve and waiting for the bus. A guy I didn't know hit me in the face, for some reason I've forgotten. The thing I remember strongest about that was the relief I felt knowing that I don't bruise easily, so I wouldn't have to tell anyone.

I got pretty good at being invisible early on so I didn't get bullied too much. Maybe a little bit in junior high, but it didn't really last long.

No, all through highschool the worst I ever went through was getting weird looks. People didn't understand me and were probably afraid of me. Hell, when I imagine myself back in 11th grade I scare the hell out of myself, imagining me looking at myself with those unfeeling eyes. Now I'm a little less schizoid and at least try to socialize with people, because it might get really bad if I didn't. I actually wished I would get bullied back in the day so I had an excuse to hit someone. I knew I'd get my ass kicked, because I'm not exactly Arnold Schwarzenegger in stature, but if the whole experience could've let me feel at least one bit of emotion I think it would've been worth it. But I'll never know now, as that day never came.

I grew up travelling, changed schools every 6-12 months. Needless to say i got bullied nearly to death. My parents were hellishly abusive, i still have the (physical) scars. It is still kind of weird when people ask "WHOA, were you in a car accident?" "Naw my parents did that to me when i was a child." They swear everytime they sent us to the hospital it was an accident. My father was the classic "douchebag". He would take no end of abuse from EVERYONE and then come home and beat his children bloody, usually after a long harangue from my alcoholic mother "If you don't beat those children bloody, you aren't even that much of a man." Sorry for the long post but the short answer is "YES" and i believe that has quite a bit to do with who i am today.

Best Wishes,

Crazy Pete

I was never bullied, simply because I did not allow anyone to take pleasure in trying to get to me. I went to high school with almost only rich kids, and me coming from poor familiy, I saw no good in investing time in friendships, so there was no real way to bully me, cause I couldn't care less. I bullied a few times myself, but also did not find it much fun. There was this rich guy in high school, who was really dumb, and he tried to get to me by kicking me, I kept on walking, he kicked me pretty hard actually, but physical pain was not that big a deal for me, I pretended he was not there and in the end I felt superior to him because I was the strongest mentally. I guess all the other kids then knew for sure that I had a screw loose:)

Hmm there was other strange thing, also in high school, I injured someones ear by sticking some folded paper in his ear, it was a bit of an accident. I was living in a childshouse at that time, and that guy told me he sent the doctors bill to my house. But the person who payed the bill never approached me about it, that is really weird, I guess he even thought I had too much of a screw loose and thought it would make no sense to discipline me. He was right I would have given him a big mouth.

Nowadays I would never do such things, but I was living in such a perfect schizoid world, I did not feel a second guilty about all this.

Later on I felt shame about my behaviour in my early years, and I felt like a loser.