Were you ever bullied?

Yes, and it was very chronic. Started in kindergarten and lasted way past adulthood. Never got a break from it.

 

Actually...I was bullied several years later after coming out as a gay man by some gay guys that I did not know or ever seen. One of my bartender friends had asked me to take this guy home whom I found out he lived farther East Side which was also out of my region. However, since we were already on the road...I just went on and took him home. Once we got to his place...he invited me up and things led to us having sex. I thought the guy was nice but I did not feel any kind of attraction or chemistry towards him in a romantic way. Unknown to me at the time...he was letting others know that he thought a lot about me as opposed to just a one night stand.

He did invite me to have dinner with him but I had another commitment and was not able to make it. Instead of him understanding my position...he became very angry and recruited a gang of guys that resulted in them coming to the club to bully me. The officers who had secured the club had heard them talking and they were also trying to locate my car in order to vandalize it but I parked my car in a private area away from the club whenever I worked. Things really got out of hand one night when a customer was celebrating his birthday and asked me to come out from behind the bar and dance with him for his birthday which I did. This guy got so mad that he stormed out of the club and returned with his gang in order to attacked me physically. What stopped them from getting to me was the police officers and some of my fellow bartender buddies. When I saw them being escorted out of the club...this guy was screaming and pointing at me. Through the whole ordeal...I was not aware at the time that they were about to attack me until afterwards. The bartender who had initially asked me to take this guy home had told me later on after the club closed that this guy had revealed to him that he had fell in love with me after that night and was crushed that I did not feel the same for him in that way. He had advised him that I was just doing him a favor that night and did not expect what happened to take place and all I would pursue with him is just a platonic friendship and nothing more. With that being said...I never thought in a million years that I would get bullied and considered for being physically attacked by a group of gay guys just because I was being a nice guy.

 

Yeah, I've been ostracized almost my entire life. At least in college people leave you alone but they're still rude, but I way prefer it to the hellhole from age 12-17.

 

a couple times up till about fourth grade, then I started getting bigger than most of the kids. In high school, since I was the big guy, a lot of people wanted to challenge me to a fight but very rarely would go through with it. It was no big deal if they backed down but if I did then they had something to brag about. I was raised to never start fights but also not to back down.
one guy was persistent and kept on and on. He would always back down but the fifth or sixth time he challenged me, I just knocked him out and didn't have that problem anymore from anyone lol

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lil bit different than bullying but somewhat similar

 

Nope. Not really.

 

Yeah, from age 11 to 18 - all the way through secondary school. I got put in the top set of classes and all my primary school friends (including my then best friend) were jealous because they thought they were more intelligent than me. Their parents thought so too and encouraged them to ignore me, which lead to them bullying me because I wouldn't leave them alone (I was very shy).
All the boys in the top set were horrible because they knew they were more clever than the rest of the year group and they screwed me up, then bullied me because I was "weird". They seemed to realise I was gay before I did so I got bullied even more.
Even moving to a selective 14+ school didn't solve my bullying problems as I was still f-ed up from my previous school, still struggling with my sexuality, still struggling to deal with how up-their-own-arse other intelligent kids were etc.
I made big mistakes in my life 2 years into this new school, which lead to me isolating myself further and rarely talking to anyone at school.

tl;dr: If kids are aware of how clever they are, they'll act superior to everyone else and bully absolutely anyone they can. I have abandonment issues.

 

No, never. It was actually the other way around, I was the bully. I was pretty 'popular' in high school, had a ton of friends and a ton of people who wanted to be my friend, which pretty much meant I could get away with anything. I was a jerk. Period. I'm sure a few kids had a really rough time because of me (particularly remember one openly gay guy). Not something I'm proud of at all. Still feel serious regret when I think about that period.

 

Oh dear god yes. For me started in kindergarten all the way through my senior year of high school. Even as a child I had anxiety issues and along with that weight issues. Those two meant I didn't really fit in and was an easy target for the other kids.

Things would have been better if I went to a bigger school. My graduating class was 52 people. I think in a bigger class I would have been more likely to find a group that I fit in with.

 

Nope. Honestly people rarely even notice that I'm there so I don't really talk to people in the first place to even get bullied.

 

Started at home. Was raised in an abusive household. At school, I wasn't at first. I was taller than everyone in my class and I liked to play rough, people knew I could/would beat then up if they messed with me. Starting in 4th grader I started being known as that person who would protect you from bullies.

But then I moved right after 7th grade and all that changed. Shy new kid...yeah I was targeted right away. I was bullied till I graduated, though it did get a little better at the end of 10th grade when I ended up telling this guy off for sexually harassing a friend. I made him cry with words alone and he avoided eye contact with me for a while.
And it mostly stopped all together in 12th grade. By that point 4 of my friends were those people who everyone liked and if they wanted to they could make your life hell.

Mostly I was bullied for making decent grades. Like my English teacher told me she was having me consider for English honors and the next day this one asshole wouldn't leave me alone and kept saying I must feel I am better than everyone there. He did this to my brother as well earlier in the year, he hated the fact that my brother could sleep in class and makes A while if he tried it he'd fail his classes.
Also got picked on for being a virgin, nit dating, being depressed, wearing baggy clothing (which was dysphoria related), and having a large chest...oh and being poor.

 

I have been bullied. Sometimes, it had nothing to do with being LGBT. Sometimes, it did. I remember getting bullied in the 7th grade. I got into a fist-fight that year. The boy that I fought had friends. His friends approached me one day in the gym. This was probably the next day after the fight. But they weren't bullies at first. He and his friends were a clique. I got bullied for about a month before it ended. I got bullied because I didn't do anything to defend myself. It had nothing to do with being LGBT. This was way before I knew what being LGBT was.

In high school, I went through occasional instances of being bullied for being LGBT. They were never physical. They were more so verbal. It was fucking horrible. Back in 11th grade, a kid said I was, "....too gay". That really hurt my feelings. But now, I am pretty much over it.

 

Oh yes I was bullied many times.

 

Yes. I started writing about my experiences in a word document, but I got up to the second page and I thought I might as well write a shorter summary to save you time. I'll probably write a blog entry later going into more detail.

I have experienced both physical and emotional/psychological bullying. In both Primary and Secondary school, even at a holiday park. I've been spat at, called ugly/it/ "doesn't count as a girl", thrown into walls, been held down to the ground with my mouth gagged, and been held down by having my hands stood on by two boys wearing heavy shoes. Had my opinion discounted because of my sexuality in group discussions, had two girls teasingly chant " (my name) likes boobs!" repeatedly rather immaturely when I was still in the closet.

Have them generally make gay jokes about me. Been purposefully left out of activities due to my presumed orientation. Had people trip me in hallways. Been the item of gossip. I was called a lion and told I should be in a zoo, that I'll never be attractive as the things I doodle, I was called a slut just because I straightened my hair one time. Had people laugh at me because of my hair, so much I was ashamed of it and even stole a bobble from a friend one time just so I could tie it up to avoid being laughed at and teased.

Oh, and I tried to hide in a covered slide and an arcade once to avoid getting beaten up.

Yay, childhood! :lol:

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*Had them

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Oh and there was this time when I had to change the route I took to school because a group of boys kept threatening me and my friend because of where my friend lived. We ended up purposefully staying behind at school to try and avoid them, and changing the route we took to school whenever we could- we even went way that we weren't supposed to go, just to avoid them.

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*ways

 

Yep from year 3 to practically year 11 (age 7-16). It got so bad that at 7 years old I had to move schools due to it, the headmaster talking to them did nothing to stop it. It actually somewhat settled from my new school to year 6 and started again in secondary school. Just the generic verbal and emotional shit. There was some physical bullying in year 3 but not when I got older. Made my life hell. It's not like it's that bad. It's just words hey. 'Terrorist' 'they took electronics to build a bomb' 'youre ugly'. Fucking whatever they wanted to say. But damn it wears on you when it's every day for years. Honest to god thought I'd have killed myself by the end of school- didn't quite succeed. I've still got a notebook that I used to write in when things got too bad and I can't even begin to remember how I used to feel then. It's fucking disgusting to think people can make another person feel that way. God damn they wrecked my childhood. Just realised I've still got anger towards them which probably isn't good but what can you do.

 

Yes. I don't think I get bullied anymore. Well, there's homophobes and transphobes at my school who hate my group and I but that's just life I guess. My earliest memories are about 7/8 years old but I'm sure that there was more than that, lasted until 14 years old. I was physically and verbally bullied. I got hit in the face with a jump rope, notes stuck to my back, called a faggot, Nazi (based on physical appearance), fat, etc....I was also cyber bullied although I can't repeat what was said but they implied I was having incestuous relationships with my family. I was hit, shoved, grabbed by my shirt, had stuff thrown at me, of course none of this was as bad as the time when I was touched sexually by another student (not consensual obviously)...and the school never did anything about this stuff but I don't go there anymore. I used to spend basically every lunch hiding in the bathroom stalls until they found me there too...

At my new school, it was a little bad at first, just verbal stuff but the main problem is I came to the school broken and everything was an insult, everyone was trying to hurt me. I'd been there for like three days when I called a girl a bitch for taking something off me. I started getting into arguments with the other students and actually defending myself, as well as with the teachers, I also kicked some kid's chair after he made fun of another kid for having special needs. I think I'm okay in terms of bullying now, I don't think I get bullied and I don't pick fights anymore. All I have are school counselors telling me I'm not trans, I just "think homosexuality is normal and that mutilating my body is okay because of what I've heard on the news." Actually, I spend most of my time "sick" so I don't go to school often anyway. My parents know I'm faking but they let me stay home if I'm extremely depressed or anxious on the day, with panic attacks and crying and all that lovely stuff

 

I've been bullied and done my fair share of bullying (at home, school, online). In fact, it's been such a common theme, that I have trouble interacting with others in an entirely healthy manner. Also might be the source of my anger. A lot of it is verbal, and what physical bullying involved was minimal.

 

When I was Grade 7, I was bullied by a small group of classmates (1-2 people) every day. That is until I switched to the elite class the next year and the bullying progressively stopped. We are now good friends and chat whenever we meet each other for class.

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Oh, and it was verbal bullying with a bit of physical bullying. Mostly pushes and trips.

 

I was never bullied by a group of people, but my "best friend" emotionally abused me. At first, I didn't realise that she treated me very badly. But over time she started teasing me constantly: what I wore, how I acted, what I thought, how I spend my free time - it was all wrong<. She even made fun of an ugly singlet I wore under my T-Shirt that really nobody could see and filmed how she teased me about it. Despite all that, only when a classmate told me how differently I behaved when she wasn't around, I realised that something was very wrong. And even then I still couldn't leave her because she isolated me and was the only person I had.
I still suffer from it to this day (e.g. the other day my mother asked if she could borrow my scarf and I didn't even know I had one because it was the one my "best friend" called a men's scarf (back then I cared about that :dry and so I avoided wearing it and totally forgot about it). It's very difficult not to be angry and resentful. She stole a lot from me, "gave" me most of my insecurities and my depression is probably a result of that time as well. It's horrible that a single person can fuck you up so bad.

 

I was bullied pretty much all through primary school. It was humiliating because the bullies were younger than me, and if I tried to tell an adult they would always side with the younger ones. I couldn't even respond in any way, because then they'd just go crying to a teacher and say I hit them or something. These kids somehow knew my name and made fun of it, made false accusations and rumours, and just did stuff to deliberately piss me off. It made that time terrible, and I felt like the teachers were bullying me too as they did nothing to help. Fortunately it stopped when I moved up to secondary school.