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I was really lucky growing upâŚI got put in the âbrainsâ group, so even tho I was a fat kid, people respected me cuz I was a performer who got straight As, won the spelling bee, was on the academic team. Also, even tho I was fat, I played basketball on the school team.
Yes, i was the only fat kid with glasses.
Kind of because I was tall and skinny and not very attractive. I got bullied more in work when I first started in the auto industry. Lots of grubs who were bullied who thought to do it to the new person. I never did that to anyone so it just shows you can personally break the cycle!
The bullying I did not notice in primary or middle school.
By time I got to high school, on reflection, it was bad.
Wasnât until the later years of high school it turned really violent
Glad I got clear of the high school people by time I was 17
Poisonous people I was associated with
I was rejected by the ânicerâ people, as my behaviour was disruptive, as the content of the lessons just did not stimulate me at all
In the final two years of high school, I turned up in the morning, signed in and then went out of school and did drugs
there was some bullying that made me feel bad in 5th/6th grade. especially since our teacher participated. He was young. but thatâs all of it.
I voted no because the definition of âbullyingâ is so weird on this site.
I wasnât really picked on and was fairly popular when I got into high school.
Everyone experiences a little bit of bullying and I think thatâs healthy.
But it was never a chronic or super traumatic thing.
I got beat up and made fun of daily between first and fourth grade. My home life was really bad and I went to school reading of cigarettes and urine. I was dirty and so scared I would often just pee my pants. I was malnourished and my skin was scaling and sloughing off as a result of that. It was really bad. Then in fifth grade. I went to a different school and got bullied again there by the boys forcing themselves on me because I had a very curvy figure already and DD breasts. By high school, I was no longer bullied
I think youâve been bullied a lot in your lifeâŚ
Great you found this place that no one would judge you,and you are great support for others.
Youâve gonne through a lotâŚ
Thanks so much @anon55239608
I was bullied for being fat until I whipped someoneâs ass in 7th grade. That stopped it. Then I lost a lot of weight and suddenly all the guys wanted to go out. Of course I said no, except to 1 that hadnât teased me.
The experience did teach me how to handle bullies as an adult, so thereâs that.
I was bullied on and off throughout my childhood into my adult years.
My ex wife was abusive as well.
I wasnât bullied but my one friend teased me for my ears which stuck out. In high school I was told I should be a model because of my tall skinny figure . Never wanted to though. My anxiety was through the roof and sza was approaching fast
I was bullied here and there but I was also a dick to others when I wanted to be so I canât hold any grudges to the people who were jerks to me.
Now at the age of 38 I look like a crabby â â â â â â â so no one Fs with me.
I was dominated a lot by the other boys and constantly got into fist fights I usually lost, but I had friends who were nice. I had a lot of friends.
I was traditionally bullied. Kids demanded my school lunch money. Others mocked me for being small calling me little man and chased me to scare me. Guess they wanted to see me run. Got a black eye for not having money one time.
Learned to be invisible was the best way out. After moving to a new school.
Not that I advocate the use of violence but a swift elbow to this kidâs nose went a long way.
Two of my friends were bullied so bad that they had to change schools.
Public schools are a big sewer anyways.
If I got a chance to go back. I definitely would. Elbows do a lot of damage. More than fist. ![]()
Man schools are a rough place. Especially now with the teacher shortage. I canât imagine.
I wasnât bullied until I got to junior high and high school. The girls of color, that were bussed to our school, would sometimes corner me and demand my lunch money. This didnât happen very often though to me anyway. For my friends, it was a different story. They were harrassed and bullied by the boys constantly and mercilessly. I was their friend because I felt sorry for them.