Were you ever a bully in school? · 6:09pm Jul 4th, 2021
In high school, I was a total bastard of a bully. I myself was bullied by bigger and stronger people. So, I kind of felt the only way to get ahead in the world was to bully others back. And I would bully other people who are weaker than me. I even eventually got back at other bullies and bully them in return out of vengeance.
I look back now in regret. I wish I could have done things differently.
In terms of my bullying, I would use mean words (insults etcetera) sometimes even blunt force as I physically beat them. If you were considered physically weak and emotionally weak in my school you would be constantly harassed, if not beaten by bullies. If you looked feminine and weak, they would beat you up and call you a faggot while doing so if they had the opportunity.
I didn't go to school, cause I was built during the final year of the Cold War.
No.
Absolutely not.
Yeah I was a bully aswell for a good while, to be honest it was only around 4-5 years ago, you do a lot of growing up coming out of your teenage years.
I never really thought about what I was saying at the time, if I wasn't bothered by it then in my eyes it didn't cross the line and anyone who got upset about it simply needed to get thicker skin.
Towards the latter end of my schooling years I wisend up and even had the opportunity to apologise to those people I effectively harassed.
Weirdly enough I'm good friends with a few of them now but I can't help but feel like I don't fit in with them, changing is hard after all.
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Then you were a better person than me.
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I know nearly nobody from my school days. Since it was not in my home town. I can only hope the victims of my bullying have moved on and forgot about me.
5548920 *hugs*
I was the one that EVERYONE bullied, including most of the kids who were bullied themselves. By the time high school came around, I figured out how to become "that guy friend" to all of the cheer and dance squad members. It allowed me to be more or less untouchable when it came to bullies, because if I was hurt, they would all notice. Most of the people who would have bullied me were either trying to be, or successfully their boyfriends.
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Must have been hard. You got over it, right?
As in moved past it, and forgot about it nearly.
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Thanks very much.
Nope, I never bullied anyone
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You a good man.
I felt like making this blog when I called out bullying of a former fimfiction user known as PRlNCESS CADENCE recently. I didn't want to be a total hypocrite. Since I was a bully in the past.
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We all fuck some things up at some point in our lives - especially when we're young and lack experience. As long as you realize your mistakes I don't think you should dwell on them
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I learned how to redirect any and all bullying in a way that made doing it to me into a wet blanket situation. I had steadily worsening depression during my teens, which all came to a head with my almost alt+f4 of life. My mother came into my room and held me like I was 3 again as I cried for 3 1/2 hours. I was emotionally numb for a year, but after that, I got past it.
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Man, I'm glad that's so harsh. At least you managed to lift yourself up.
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Sometimes, I do. This lockdown has made me think a lot of my past.
I was bullied all through school, and not just by my fellow students, some of the faculty would join in and even some of the parents. I was a special ed student for most of my time in school and didn't have any friends until my sophomore year of high school. Coming up through grade school the kids used to gang up on all of us special ed kids and the bigger kids would be especially cruel, not only with beating us up, but also with humiliating us and damaging our property. They used to take and pin me against the wall when I was heading to the bathroom and hold me against the wall until I peed or pooped my pants. As a kid I was one of the broke dirt kids and as such I never had good quality shoes, pants and shirts, just the cheap stuff you find at the family dollar, and as such, many of the bigger kids would take scissors and cut my shoe laces. Because my folks didn't have much money, they couldn't always replace the shoe laces the other kids would cut up, so I had to make do with whatever I could find to use(packaging twine, bailing twine, etc...). There was this one kid who was considerably older than all the other kids and we were all scared of him. He found out that he really liked bullying the smaller kids, so he would intentionally fail 5th grade over and over so he could continually beat up the kids smaller than him.(it was the 80's in small town GA and his daddy was someone everyone respected in the community, so if he ever got in trouble, his daddy would just throw his weight around to get the boy out of trouble). To give a little context for the story I'm about to tell you, at the time I was 9 and he was about 14. It was the morning right before they opened the doors to school(they used to make all of us kids stand outside on the breezeway, regardless of the weather), I was having a pretty shitty day, the night before my father had gotten drunk and took his belt to me while I was asleep, because I was scared, I wound up peeing the bed, my mother snatched me out of bed by my arm and slung me across the room, while cussing me out and saying she wished I was never born, the same 8 kids had beaten me up that morning 3 times(once on the bus and twice on the breezeway), the big kid all the other kids were scared of cornered me outside the library as I was on my way to the cafeteria to eat breakfast, something that day had decided to put me simultaneously on his shit list and radar, and he decided he was going to make my day more shit than it already was. He grabbed hold of my piece of crap back pack that you could buy from the school for $2, and snatched it. The whole thing just came apart and all my books, pencils, paper and other junk went crashing to the floor. All the kids that were passing by stopped to gawk and some of them to laugh. While I was trying to gather my things up, he started kicking me in the stomach, face and side of the head, and that's when something just snapped. Everything went red and I lost time. When I finally came back to the world, the principal, the vice-principal and two teachers had me pinned to the wall. The kid everyone was scared of was lying unconscious in a heap by my things, blood pooling around his head while two other teachers were trying to give him first aid(they didn't start having school nurses at that the schools until I was in 8th grade). I was scared out of my mind, I didn't know why four grownups were holding me against the wall, I didn't know why scary kid was lying on the floor, I didn't know why there was, what I had at that moment with my kid brain had determined was thick cherry kool-aid, pooling around his head and I started bawling my eyes out. That was when one of the teachers saw the shoe print on the side of my face and finally put two and two together. They took scary kid off in an ambulance and that, as far as I know was the last anyone saw of him. Later on, some of the kids told me what had happened, while scary kids was kicking me, I went berserk, grabbed my social studies book(the thickest book I had at the time), and sprand up off the floor, growling and snarling like an animal, I cracked him across the side of his head and he went down like a sack of potatoes, then I knelt down over him and started bashing his head in with the book over and over again. That was about the time several kids ran screaming to the principal's office. Apparently when the principal came to pull me off, that's when I turned on him and started fighting him off, successfully, That's why when I came back to Earth, there were four adults pinning me to the wall.
For the rest of the year, I had to sit with my desk facing the back corner of the classroom, in the cafeteria had to sit at the isolation table, on the bus had to sit directly behind the driver, at recess I had to stand against the wall, but I didn't care, because no one was trying to hurt me at school. For the rest of the year, none of the other kids would come within 3 feet of me, but I didn't care, because no one was trying to hurt me at school.
It was shortly after that that they transferred my schedule for the whole school to Cedarwood(the special ed psycho-educational program I was already in), because the teachers didn't want to deal with me and I wound up spending and I wound up spending almost the entirety of my school in that program.
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That sounds really traumatic. I feel like some people would be totally broken after experiencing that.
I was the weird kid in school, doing weird voices and just not caring what anyone thought. But every year there was a new bully. Ones that tried to pin everything on me, that verbally abused me, and even bullied in public. It pushed me to depression eventually and made me scared to talk to anyone. The bullies haven’t even changed cus they still act the same and just moved on to other people. Honestly the fact that you feel remorse and sorry for your actions makes you a better person than many. You’ve been very kind on this site from what I’ve seen, showing support to those in need and just being a relatively funny guy. Please keep being the good person you are!
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I was also considered the weird kid.... but I had a violent temper, which helped me a little to deal with bullies.
I might not have been a bully if I wasn't bullied. Who knows.
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There is usually a reason whether it’s unconscious, physical, or just emotional based. While it doesn’t excuse their behavior, it definitely brings things into perspective. I did have a bad temper but I was more open about my emotion which led to more crying than anything else. That didn’t exactly help my situation either…
Of course, if you were considered emotionally weak but physically strong, then... actually, that's most bullies in a nutshell, isn't it? Failing at life and masking it by being a different definition of "terrible person".
Myself? Well, maybe it's just Canada, but I didn't notice much in the way of bullying. If the gossip-hounds did talk about me, it probably had to do with various violent outbursts in my earlier years and that's not really conducive to harassment.
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It doesn't really justify it. However when someone is harshly treated they often become harsh themselves as a result.
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Yeah, some of the nerds these guys bullied ended up as their boss later on in their life.
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Physically or mentally? Myself mentally, I'm still pretty fucked up. I have a distrust of authority figures. If someone surprises me from the sides or behind, I immediately go into fight mode and have swung on people. If someone touches me on my back without letting me know first, I tense up, my blood pressure shoots through the roof and I go into defensive mode. If someone surprises me when I'm sleeping, I come up with my hands up ready to fight, if someone touches me in my sleep, I swing, if someone grabs me in my sleep, I lunge at them. I hate crowds and get pretty tense when I'm in one. I'm a grab bag of various psychological and behavioral disorders.
If scary kid is still alive and has his full mental capacities, he's probably has severe PTSD. The vindictive part of my brain likes to think that of he ever saw me walking past his house or in a crowd, he would go into a full mental breakdown and slips into catatonia. The other parts of my brain genuinely wonders of he's alive and if has managed to go on to have a fulfilling life and helps out kids who are suffering with bullies.
Nope, just like Machine I was built during the final year of the Cold War.
5548940 You're very welcome, my friend.
Personally, I would never intentionally bully someone.
I was bullied a decent amount in school but not so much in my later years.
Bullies use to cause me a lot of mental problems but later on in life when I got smarter and a bigger superiority complex, I realized how insignificant they are; the more they tried to put me down the more I knew I was bigger and stronger than they ever will be.
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That's true. I felt near the same way in my closing year of school.
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At any rate, you have a very good flight-or-fight response. So, at least that's something.
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Ah, maybe the lack of bullying had something to do with that too. Still going to mention the violent outbursts first.
Yes, I was bullied in school
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But for me I enjoy countries rising then collapsing as war destroys them as the body count rise.😈