*THE POINT: If you have ever been bullied by somebody in school, please share if you would like to.*

When I was in School, I was not a really sociable person. I was very shy, and kinda insecure about myself. Naturally I became a target for the narrow minded children of that time. Outside of the usual name calling, I was beaten, pushed down, de-humanized, and down right treated like an animal.

When I was in 8th grade a kid walked up to me and just started punching me in the face. I don't know why to this day, it was horrifying watching a circle forming around you with about 30 other kids screaming, and laughing. It felt like being a pit with a giant spot light directly on you. And there is absolutely nothing that you can do to get out of it.

On top of that, I was constantly told that I was worthless. I was nothing more than a waste of meat and I would always be that way. Now, I know that is not true--but at that time, when you're told that enough--you start to believe it. I dreaded going back to school, I looked for ANY excuse to stay home. I cried myself to sleep many nights, hoping and praying that it would all just go away. So that I could fade into obscurity, and recover what was left of my soul.

But still, it came. And the more I stood by and did nothing, the worse it got. There were times where I fought back and won. I was proud of myself, but then it came right back again.

My school could do nothing. All they could do was put them in suspension, or call their parents. But that just made things worse, either their parents whispering in their ear, or a misplaced sense of revenge cause them to lash back.

...By that time, I have had enough of it. I wanted it all to end in one fail swoop.

When I was in 9th grade, I was planning to kill myself. I had it all planned out, I would leave a long note beside me, take lots of painkillers (or whatever there was) and just drift away overnight.

There I was, seconds away from popping the first pill. Then something happened, everything around me faded and I saw something. It was like a voice in a cold silence and it spoke to me.

It told me that "this is not how you will end. There is much more to life than what you're feeling now. You will go on, have a blessed life, you will have a family, a loving wife, children, and everything that you have experienced will have no hold over you anymore."

I dont know why I believed it, but I did. I put those things away and believed it.
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Now here I am. About a decade later, I graduated college, I got married last June to my absolute Best Friend ever!

...And absolutely NONE of the things that I have gone through have held me back once. I was so afraid of life here, that I was willing to cut it short. It was but a fragment of the life that I will live. If somebody tells you that you're nothing, they are wrong! You're a human, your life has meaning! Let NOBODY on this planet tell you otherwise.

Because somebody out there loves you.

Never been really bullied.
Theres been times when somebody's had a problem with me for being popular, times when I fight back. The incident with the idiots that came to my house.

So I cant say its being bullied. 

This one time, This kid said I was stupid.

So I threatened to beat his ass unless he did all my chem homework.

In 6th grade there was a group that would destroy my stuff which caused me to fail a class. When the teacher didn't do anything about it my father went to the higher ups or some shit and got the teacher fired.

I ended up switching schools tho.

Hmm, there was a particularly unintelligent chap who kept trying to shove me over/piss me off/start fights etc. There was no cause, just because he felt like it. I tried resolving things personally to no avail, formally (Teachers) to no avail and eventually it ended up like this. It went on for quite some time and when he went to lunge for me (After a taunt in return) I swept his foot out from under him and put the bloater on his back.

Good old palm thrust to the chest to take the wind out of him, stand back and laugh as the scrawny bookworm just took down the behemoth. After that, the mungo was sucking up to me which got pretty annoying.

After middle school, that was it really. Being friends with the right people (Like the captain of the rugby team) tended to help too.

Moral of the story is, I adhere to my grandpa's teaching regarding bullies.
'The best way to deal with a bully, is between the upper lip and the tip of the nose'
'Hit 'em once, hit 'em hard and don't let them get back up for another go'

No one better fuck with my Mr.P

Bullying didn't really happen at my skool.

my mom said he went to live on a farm with all his relatives.

confirmed, he died

Quote from: Mmmmm Napalm on February 19, 2015, 09:19:09 PM

Quote from: Jocephalopod on February 19, 2015, 09:09:04 PM

my mom said he went to live on a farm with all his relatives.

confirmed, he died

No, he's on the farm

On the farm with Colin?

Quote from: TheUnwornUniform on February 19, 2015, 09:36:13 PM

Quote from: Jocephalopod on February 19, 2015, 09:32:06 PM

Quote from: Mmmmm Napalm on February 19, 2015, 09:19:09 PM

Quote from: Jocephalopod on February 19, 2015, 09:09:04 PM

my mom said he went to live on a farm with all his relatives.

confirmed, he died

No, he's on the farm

On the farm with Colin?

Spoiler

Is that from the wolf of Wallstreet?

Starring Leonardo Di Caprio & Jonah Hill!

Good old palm thrust to the chest to take the wind out of him, stand back and laugh as the scrawny bookworm just took down the behemoth.

<.<
Where in the world did you learn that, much less be able to put it into practice to use it on someone?

Quote from: Mr Psychologist on February 19, 2015, 08:34:52 PM

Good old palm thrust to the chest to take the wind out of him, stand back and laugh as the scrawny bookworm just took down the behemoth.

<.<
Where in the world did you learn that, much less be able to put it into practice to use it on someone?

Something like that is simple.
You don't even need practice if you know how it's done.

I never really found a group I felt comfortable in until I hit high school so you can kind of see how it is. I was a geeky introverted gamer in a school full of stoners and jocks. The only people that really bullied me were the ones who thought we were friends. After I reached high school and found my group of friends everything was fine.

I don't want to remember high school.

Went to Catholic school for my first 2 years of high school.  Got in a few fights because I had a big mouth towards the kids who thought they were the toughest shits to be attending a Catholic school in "the ghetto" (not the ghetto).

There was this one kid who was like stereotype cartoon bully: 3x my size (super fatty), who was the dumbest shit I've ever seen, who thought he was tough shit.  I ran into him 2 years ago: he was stuffed into this tiny cyan employee t-shirt at a clothes store, and sold me my winter jacket.  That was funny.

I hate bullies man, so much. Never been bullied myself but I just have a hatred towards them. I call out bullies/defend bullied people being bullied everywhere I go as best I can, like i'm a vigilante or something. I think I was bullied heavily in a past life